A bicycle built for Mom

Indeed, the boat is progressing -- in a "yet another coat of white paint inside" kind of way -- and it is exciting -- in a "yet another coat of white paint inside" kind of way. 

We've had other excitement, too -- our oldest housemate (Mary's mother) celebrated her 90th birthday in September. Here's her favourite gift.

The most beautiful bicycle ever.

Why? Because a couple of years ago, Trevor heard her say that she had never had a bicycle. "Now you do," he told her when she opened it. 

The pedals turn, the "chain" drives the back wheel, the handlebars turn, and yes, that is a hand-carved seat. It's about an extended hand-span wide.

Sometimes people leave you speechless.