Well, she also had her own snowmobile but that wouldn't have been as inviting on our front porch.

 

Yes, there is snow lying on the ground right now but I have been thinking about these photos from the summer. I'm not longing for the dog days of summer... I got a call from my Dad's wife yesterday and I knew as soon as I saw the name something was up.

This is an awesome bell! They just don't make them like this anymore. Since the bell on my bike broke, and this bike is only for show, I've relocated  the bell to my bike.

  
My Grandma, who is all set to celebrate her 90th birthday on the 14th of December, has taken a turn for the worse and is the hospital. She has been weaving in and out of my thoughts, which led me to these photo's I took this summer.

My Dad as a kid, slapped a Norton sticker on my Grandma's bike for her. I guess since my Grandpa had a real Norton motorbike it only made sense to my dad that Grandma should have one too!

   
This was my Grandma's bike and it sits lovingly on our front porch to greet people. It isn't fancy and I think it was my Grandpa that gave it the spiffy new paint-in-a-can spray job.














I wish I could say I knew my Grandma really well when I was growing up but I didn't. It wasn't from not being around her, it's just that my Grandpa had a very big personality which seemed to take up the room with his stories.

And my Favourite, the mud flap! My handy dandy Grandpa  made sure her bike had one!

 
My Grandma has always been kind of a mystery to me and I feel like this bike is a bit of a clue to who she was. She happily road behind my Grandpa on his motorbike starting in the 40's and well into the 80's but this was her bike and her bike alone.

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Sadly, I just found out before I posted this that my Grandma has passed away. I take comfort in imagining her and Grandpa driving off on their big old big motorbike for the ultimate road trip!