Saturday, January 22, 2011

Shanksville, Pennsylvania, USA

The bike:  it watched a little girl growing up, offered her freedom, waited for her patiently, got to know her friends, and overlooked the many times she asked for a new one (and then a car).  Now it shares the spring with lilacs, the summer with black-eyed susans, and the memories of childhood with passers-by.  [2010]

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