Life, Love, & Laundry — neighbours

A long line of teenagers on bicycles spanned the width of the road on this beautiful summer day.  The adults gathered along the sides, as if a parade was taking place, but this event was a race and no parade.  Among the group was a little boy nowhere near old enough to be a teenager but his confidence was unparalleled in the group, as he was positive he would win with his tricycle.  The countdown started followed by a yell "GO!" and the racers took off down the dirt road to a designated spot called pole 82, which was simply...