While stirring a steamy pot of minestrone soup last night, I heard a knock at the door. I discovered a large box on the doorstep. The delivery woman was already making her way down the porch steps as I called out, "thank you!" and hefted the box into my arms to carry it inside.
But I did a double-take. There was no UPS truck in front of our house. No loud idling motor. Just a bicycle with a flatbed-style trailer full of boxes behind it. That's right, this box, the size of our sunroom chair, was delivered with pedal power.
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