A lone bicycle has caught my attention throughout this past year. I often spot it resting in the same place, leaning on the top of a staircase that leads to one of the local boat docks. This faithful companion waits for its fisherman, in blustery winds, rain-drenched weekdays and on spectacular sunny days that one recalls in the midst of a frigid winter.
It caught my attention the first time I saw it and I’ve been curious about its owner ever since. Last week I had the fortune of meeting the man who rides this trusted 1960’s bike back and forth from his house, come rain or shine. OR snow.
I had a delightful conversation with him. I think he was as curious about the crazy lady taking pictures in the freezing cold as I was in him. I tried to get a picture of his beautiful blue eyes that perfectly matched his scarf, but he was a bit shy when this out-going American asked him for a “photo shoot”🙂 I’m very thankful he said I could take his photo, and even more delighted that he took the time to chat with me. Hoping there will be more conversations to come.