Ode to Spike the Bike:
You might think I'm crazy
To hang around with you
Maybe you think I'm lucky
To have something to do
But I think that you're wild
Inside me is some child
You might think I'm crazy
But all I want is you.
Lyrics borrowed from The Cars
Oh, and I went for a run, too. I must be crazy, but I am still having fun.
I think that Spike needs some studded tires...
ReplyDeleteReally nice photo!
On my wish list for next winter, Richard.
DeleteGood for you Sonja!
ReplyDeleteAs long as the weird streak of motivation lasts, Dar.
DeleteSpring is in the air?
ReplyDeleteSnow is definitely in retreat, Nick.
DeleteNicht crazy, aber verdammt cool :-)
ReplyDeleteMerci, selber!
DeleteIch bewundere das. Ohne Ausnahme.
ReplyDeleteDanke schön. Ich bin gerade selbst von mir überrascht ;-)
Deleterunning on ice....hmmmm
ReplyDeleteBah, humbug. My runners have a good grip, Dom.
DeleteLove that first picture Sonja!!
ReplyDeleteA very poetic post Sonja, very artsy. The words and unusual photos play together very nicely to describe the mood.
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