A friend of mine on Facebook particularly loves
flowers. Occasionally, she posts on my
timeline a lovely picture of a bicycle surrounded by beautiful flowers. The bicycle is always some kind of easy
pedaler, maybe with a basket on the front – definitely not a racing bike, but who
cares? It’s so charming the way my
friend shares these photos with me. Here’s
a recent one:
This past Sunday afternoon I did a little gravel grinding on
my cyclocross bike. When I got back
home, I momentarily parked my bike next to some daffodils that are just
beginning to bloom. The scene was a lot
more rustic than the pictures that my friend sends me, but I still smiled
because it made me think of her:
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