walking in the sun

walking on this bridge looking for a velib to ride to montreuil. hot and bored with a long straight away ahead of me and no real idea of how far i'd have to go to find a healthy bike. the sun beat down on my back and my shadow stretched far in front of me...

ruins

in the forest: i ride further and further from home now. sometimes i get lost but i always find my way back. unexpected discoveries jumpstart my imagination. they are the reward.

the forest

yesterday i want for a bike ride through the forest. i went off my beaten track to explore and discovered a grove of pines. they reminded me of the Mediterranean. i swore i could hear the waves but it might just have been the wind in the branches.

something i saw one morning

they were unhappy with the treatment of the workers on the eurostar. so they met every day at 7am to greet the morning commuters and make their opinion known.