Tuesday, August 21, 2012


We all have handlebars.


Sometimes they are rusty.

Vogue Bars

Sometimes they have baskets full of dreams hanging from them.

Bike and Colour

Sometimes they carry our coffee.

What Kind Of Bike Did Those Come Off Of?

And sometimes we ask too much of them.

Hop On Up, Baby!

Sometimes they carry the people we love.

Basket Full Of Beautiful

Let's hear it for handlebars!  After all, it isn't like we ever really think about them.

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