Spaghetti Western.

Bad joke, I know.

This was a birthday gift (many months late) for my friend Adam who is a world class bicycle mechanic. I had thought to hand embroider something on the yoke, but it's hard to improve on the Campagnolo logo (and I was already moving at a distracted snail's pace).

I had completely forgotten to photograph it before sending it away, but lucky for me, Becky Drolen took a few shots somewhere along the journey! She is a fabulous photographer and also runs a very charming vintage shop on Etsy.

Inspiring trash.

One day this spring, I rode my bike to the pet food store. I parked next to a street sign and locked up. My kibble buying mission proceeded in the standard fashion and when I exited the store and was proceeding to move on out, I realized that the piece of garbage that I had unwittingly parked on totally complemented the colors on my bicycle! (It is most unusual for me to have a camera so handy.) So, nice combination, but for what...? I've been pondering this for months.

Bikesmith undies...hmm. Okay.

Two great jobs that taste great together.

Blue bike.