Plaid Fedoras and Aqua Bicycles

Hello dear reader/friend!! There is a lot to be written about our journey, but with the snowstorm ablaze outside, I must go shoe shopping. Here is a glimpse of our new town, my neighbor. Please try to envision. Elderly. He lives in the high-rise condos across the parking lot from us. Tan, trim white beard, constantly wearing a fedora. His fedoras are usually constructed of some wonderful wool plaid fabric. My favorite, so far, is the pastel plaid. When he wears the pastel plaid fedora, and rides his bright aqua blue bicycle to the grocery story, I watch and smile. He has a basket on the front, OF COURSE, in which to put his groceries. He's not even FRENCH, and he is so cool. His wife is equally elderly and equally lovely. He smiles, and waves, but I haven't had the chance to speak with them yet. I did hear him telling our mutual neighbor that they were going to an antique auction. Loving my little town...more soon. xoxoxoxo