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Wooden Bikes For Children
- For Children (Hungarian: A Gyermekeknek) is a cycle of short piano pieces composed by Bela Bartok. The collection was originally written in 1908-11, and comprised 85 pieces which were issued in four volumes.
- lacking ease or grace; "the actor's performance was wooden"; "a wooden smile"
- Made of wood
- (woodenly) ungraciously: without grace; rigidly; "they moved woodenly"
- Like or characteristic of wood
- Stiff and awkward in movement or manner
- made or consisting of (entirely or in part) or employing wood; "a wooden box"; "an ancient cart with wooden wheels"
- (bike) bicycle: ride a bicycle
- (bike) bicycle: a wheeled vehicle that has two wheels and is moved by foot pedals
- (bike) motorcycle: a motor vehicle with two wheels and a strong frame
- A bicycle or motorcycle
wooden bikes for children - Radio Flyer
Radio Flyer Classic Tiny Trike
One of Radio Flyer's best sellers for over 25 years just got even better. The revamped Classic Tiny Trike sports all the quality of the original trike, and now has updated features sure to please both parents and children. The Classic Tiny Trike is built to last with a solid, real wood body and comfortable seat. Plus, its durable chrome handles with ergonomic handgrips ensure a safe ride. Also features working steering, molded comfort seat, durable molded wheels with grip tread, wide wheelbase for stability and safety, streamers and ringing bell. Measures approximately 23" x 15" x 14."
Enchanted Fairy of Lost and Found Hutch~1:12th Scale
“A Little Tale”… Humans wander, walk, run, jog, and bike through an area of the Enchanted Woods designated for them. They are unaware they are in the Enchanted Woods nor are they aware they can only go within a certain radius. The Wizard in Charge of the Enchanted Woods created an invisible barrier to contain humans to a designated area. This way, there would be no chance whatsoever of the humans coming across, by chance, a fairy, unicorn, gnome or something “unusual” that to humans does not existed, let alone exist in the woods. Can you imagine what would happen if by chance a human saw an inhabitant of the Enchanted Woods? He would take a cell phone pix, text it and send it all over the globe. Within hours the Enchanted Woods would be covered in human reporters, scientists, debunkers, and other crazies. The lives of inhabitants of the Enchanted Woods would be ruined forever and so would their home. Plus, their secrecy and safety would be violated forever. They would have nowhere to go to be safe and hidden. Humans are odd beings. They are obsessed with time, rarely, if ever, empty their minds, and are never in the moment. They, in truth, have no today, but only a future yet to be created or a past that cannot be changed. They, in essence, have no reality. When they are walking, running, jogging or the like, their minds are not on what beauty and enchantment surrounds them, but rather on their “to do lists”, what happened yesterday in the office or where they plan to go on vacation next month. They do not live in the now. Living this way causes them to miss living their real life, seeing and feeling the real world and nature as it is today, as well as not truly knowing their love ones, friends, coworkers, and other people in their lives. While in the Enchanted Woods they do not see the violets growing on the southern hill or the unique striations in the rocks formed during the Ice Age. And, because of this oddity of not being aware of the now, they are paying attention at all and so they are always losing things, such as their keys, phones, wallets, and etc. They worship their possessions even more than they do other humans in their lives, but they do not watch over them. They leave them behind. That says a great deal about these beings, as well as raising questions about them. If they cannot keep track of and watch over these cherished possessions and lose them, forget them or leave them behind, well, what about the humans in their lives? Do they lose them too? Leave them behind? Forget them? And, when they lose their things or drop them without noticing or forget them, they litter the Enchanted Woods with them. They are on rocks, paths, in bushes, on tree limbs, in the ponds…. everywhere. They leave a trail of human trash everywhere Whenever an inhabitant finds one of these human’s possessions, others are called to see it. They look at it in awe and wonder, but never touch it. Their things are noisy, shiny, talk, smell…. So, excited and filled with all kinds of energy, they contact the Fairy Who Is In Charge of Lost and Found in the Enchanted Woods... Normally, she makes regular trips through the humans “designated section” of the Enchanted Woods wearing her Invisibility Cap. She picks up what they leave behind, puts it in her twig basket, and after her “rounds’, when she gets home, puts it on the hutch’s shelf for safe keeping. Gifted with physic ability, when she makes her rounds and sees a human with a look of panic frantically searching for something he or she lost, left behind or dropped unnoticed, she can hone in on what possession is being looked for, go back to her home, grab it, and place it near the human, who is nearly hysterical at this point, so he or she can “find” it. Once she places the humans’ possessions on her hutch, she has no interest in them overall. The ones that touch her heart are the ones that obviously belong to children…the human toys. She can imagine how sad and unhappy the human child is, as well as, the tears. Funny, though, the humans never come back for the things lost by their children. Those items sit on her hutch and never leave. Humans… what an odd beings. Every day, when she gathers up their litter, she thanks the Creator that she was born a fairy and not human. Being human, she often thinks, has to be a horrible. Imagine not being one with nature… not being able to communicate with your loved ones telepathically… not having the freedom the inhabitants of the Enchanted Woods have, in spite of the fact that each has his or her own specific duties and responsibilities…not being able to talk with the air, wind, earth or the trees… How sad to be a human trapped in a body with a small mind locked in a little box. “ ~ Marsha J. West, Author- Edited for Flickr (This is my original “A Little Tale” and my personal creative property. It is not to be stolen, used in any medium without prior approval or copied.) Just listed for sale at Enchanticals, my Et
OLD JOOGLY BRIG 1966. 03
a type of wavy bridge, this is the old wooden joogly brig. (it replaced the old ford a few yards upstrem, when it was washed away in a big flood) a bit of a rollercoaster of a bridge, supported by steel wires embedded into the ground at the many points on the riverbank.it was built by a local joiner david taylor, it was a lamination of bolted wooden spars. to form one gentle curve over the 60ft river span, but the weight of the bridge caused it to buckle. causing an extra rise in the middle, and over the many years this caused it to become unsafe. being demolished in 1966. great fun as a child fishing from it, and trying to get to the birds nests built underneath it for a prized egg for the collection, (not frowned upon in those days) often resulting in a drop into the river below. or to go racing over it on a bike, which often resulted in many cuts, bumps, and bruises, and sometimes worse. when you found yoursef in mid air with nowhere to go. on stormy days it would shiver and shake in the high winds, and throw you from side to side, scary until you got used to it. it spanned the river borthwick, (borthwick water) between branxholme woodfoot, and borthaugh cottages, linking the teviot valley, with the borthwick valley. used to cross this bridge every day to get the school bus to town, the scene has not changed much - a couple of trees away, and borthaugh covet on the hill has grown a lot bigger, this was the day in 1966 that the old bridge was demolished. being dropped into the river below, dragged out then broken up, a very sad day for this very old rural landmark, it was replaced by an effective but not so nice to look at green metal footbridge, i dont think any of the people in the picture, will be around today. my mum watched it coming down and remembers it well, i was at school that day and crossed it for the last time, to get the borthwick valley bus. had to use the teviot valley bus for a long time, until the new footbridge joogly 02 was built. hawick, scottish borders, scotland. for more detail, view large.