“M”odern or not
Sometimes I drive around the county, looking for interesting things to take photos of. I found this bike. It’s definitely old because it doesn’t have the fancy shmancy bike gears that high performance or mountain bikes have, and it has a basket. The seat is also indicative of bygone days.
I wonder what the story is for this bike? Was it ridden by a young school boy who met up with a girl that she had a crush on? Was it ridden to the local grocery store to buy milk? Was it ridden by an older man down a country road, to visit a neighbor in need?
It’s a man’s bike, according to the high middle bar.
It’s old life peeks through the seat, which didn’t quite take to the magenta paint. I love the flowers that adorn it, giving it the promise of new life while honoring the history that came before it.
What would your story be, for this bike? Could it still be ridden? Where would it go? What tales would it tell?
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I'm Diane, a marketing executive in the non-profit sector living in Terre Haute, Indiana. My husband and I moved from Denver, Colorado, 15-plus years ago and this blog highlights our joys and challenges in adjusting to our new home and town. I also share things I love: photography, wildlife and domestic pets, writing, knitting, making jewelry, food, travel, my faith in God and music. I'm also writing a mystery novel so stay tuned!
2 Comments
Janet Mary Cobb
I love how cheerful this bike looks. It reminds me, however, of the not so happy bicycles that can be seen at intersections and along streets of Chicago marking the memorials of someone tragically killed in an accident. Fortunately, these sites are not too common – but they usually hold flowers, signs, and tokens to remember the loved one. I hope that isn’t the case with this bike.
In my own words
Wow, I haven’t seen any memorial bikes. That sounds like a sad marker indeed. This one was a reuse of an old bicycle as part of an extended garden. Thanks for visiting!