Sometimes our bicycles bring us past magical places That happened one evening as we peddled through urban Cedar Rapids A sideways glance filled our eyes with a yard full of blooming plants Hopping off our bikes to get a better look, we spotted six colorful chickens almost hidden within the flowers

We were biking a section of the Great American Rail Trail that spans the United States
The section by the flowery yard passes homes, factories, stores, and parks Hundreds of cyclists, walkers, skateboarders and parents pushing baby carriages pass by the flower-filled yard Some stop to admire its blooms