6000

Six thousand days ago I took my first blip, picturing our late Kalle the Tomcat who posed with his hind leg up. I saw regularly dreams where I rode a motorcycle, reflecting a brutally terminated love-hobby, which ended when my then bike was stolen in 1976. When I was nearing sixty, my dear wife enquired whether I'd like have a motorcycle as a present. You see the result here. And yes – I do love her deeply.

I'm glad and grateful for your comments and hearts down all these years. Let's keep Blip alive and kickin' together!