Between weather, a promise to the excellent wife that we could go to Quaker meeting, and cleaning out the kitchen so that new cabinets can be installed tomorrow, I didn't get a ride in today.
I spoke to my mother, who's recently widowed, selling the house she's been living in for over a decade, moving away from the home and friends she's had for a quarter of a century, and panicked about having to make decisions and deal with responsibilities she's never had in her life. She's afraid, and tired, and cranky, and some of that is rubbing off on me today. It's not my best day.
So here's some bike porn. It might assuage my crankiness, and it will be your payment for putting up with this crazy, cranky post:
It's a 1959 Jensen, beautifully restored. (I found it on BikePorn).
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