Poem—not quite connnecting with bike–but that’s just because I’m not seeing the line.
Still, BIKE SIGHTING! YAY!
guess it’s just more emptiness than anything…
What I’m really drawn into with the photo is the starkness that exists even with all the interesting shapes. I guess it is due to the grays and blacks and then the contrast with that popping orange which is like withheld by the fence. In that, I can relate the food withheld with the color withheld in the photo. Good food for thought, “Y”.