Here she comes, gradually and gracefully moving forward. As always, she wakes up every morning, puts on the what she feels good in and decides to ride.
She rides knowing where she is going, but her destination is not in mind. Her mind is on the ride and everything that comes with it.
The ease from the morning light and severe breeze bring out the best in her, as you can see.
Pink coat, black leather gloves, soft lipstick & loose hair on a dutch style bike with a weave basket. Her intentions are a mystery, but her determination for a mission is obvious.
She moves freely through the urban fabric because it clearly belongs to her. On a December morning, she gave everyone on her path the gift of simple grace on a bicycle.