We were out and about on Saturday and I came upon this scene.
As a cyclist, I feel pretty bad for the poor, neglected bikes -- simply waiting the arrival of spring and someone to give them some much-needed bike love. But it also put a smile on my face to see the little around-town bike (complete with baskets) bravely facing the cold.
It made me miss my bike. But as soon as I walked it the door at home, it was there to smile at me -- with its studded tires ready for work.