30 Days of Bike

Chronicling the life of a lonely, left behind, lil' bike. Start back at the first post to get the whole story.
Feb 23
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DAY 10 Well that really puts it all into perspective doesn’t it? Day after day people walk buy, trash bags come and go and bundled fluorescent lights stop by for a spell. It’s nice to have visitors but if they neither talk nor ride, what good does it do you? I was lucky to capture this. What timing. The yearning of our purple pedaler is palpable. Look at the guy up ahead, he’s got it all: friendship, mobility… a seat. I can almost hear our little gal futilely crying, “Hey! Hey there! What about me? I’m fun too!”.

DAY 10

Well that really puts it all into perspective doesn’t it? Day after day people walk buy, trash bags come and go and bundled fluorescent lights stop by for a spell. It’s nice to have visitors but if they neither talk nor ride, what good does it do you?

I was lucky to capture this. What timing. The yearning of our purple pedaler is palpable. Look at the guy up ahead, he’s got it all: friendship, mobility… a seat. I can almost hear our little gal futilely crying, “Hey! Hey there! What about me? I’m fun too!”.