I don't think I will ever get tired of this view or taking photos of it. It's insane, rain or shine, it looks amazing. I didn't realize at the time I took the bottom photo but those dew drops look sick!
What little remains of the tree bicycle on Vashon Island stand seven feet off the ground. Its twisted, rusted figure a mere skeleton of its former self. Having lost the front when and handlebars, you may not have even noticed it, were you not specifically looking for it.
As we found a spot to park and crossed the road, I scanned the treeline for a glimpse of this hidden wonder. Despite the rain, the flooding, and the mud, I blazed ahead searching every tree and finding footpaths, and when I saw it, I felt. . . excitement. Excitement, yes, but also sadness. This legend before me was decaying. A visual reminder of the temporal nature of all things living and created. This tree is maybe a hundred years in the making, the bicycle no less old. Year after year, as this douglas fir grew, the bicycle rusted and fell to pieces.
One day, when this tree stands three-hundred feet tall, perhaps the scraps of this machine will be entirely enveloped, having left no trace of its existence. And what a bright thought that is; that nature, in the end, will prevail over our creations?
What was there left to do, now, than line up my friends, and take a picture?
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