One of my favorite pictures of one of my sisters and I is on our tricycle. I was pedaling and she was on the step behind me. Last week my husband and I drove Northeast to some amish greenhouses. We stopped at an antique store that is in an old 2 story farm house. I found a tricycle very much like the one I had. Mine might have been a bit larger but it still evoked so many memories. I have a small flower bed in the back yard, trying to homey up our new place. I put the question out on FB, refinish it or leave it rusty. Rusty won. I sanded it down some and put on a coat of clear varnish. I really wanted to find handle grips but all I could find were bright pink.. okay for a new bike but not this old one. I used black electric tape and some curly metal ribbon. I also wanted to have a basket. Again all plastics and just not right. Walking through the store I found a metal basket intended for inside a kitchen sink. I attached it with white zip ties. Works PEFECT!
Heres my finished tricycle!
1 comment:
mum and dad had 9 kids. It was only number 6, that they bought a tricycle.
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