Once I lived in dark suspension, imagination running wild, a dark and forbidden forest forgotten, and built a web of tales to hide within, never looking always dreaming, but now I find that all the webs have flown wide to vanish, sisters spinning soon forgotten and all I have left are these words



Saturday, January 29, 2011

Crazy Bike


I snapped a pitcure of this home made, instseresting, crazy looking bike parked outside today. I love seeing things that are unusual and hand crafted like this. It had tapestry fabric in two different patterns on the seat. There was another metal seat attached in the front, so it was a two seater. The handel bars were every wide apart and high, like a motor cycle.

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