Smug Ride

One last snap from yesterday's ride to work. This was taken at about 7.30am and just beyond those trees, hundreds of people sat in their jam-bound cars on the A50. They were wrapped in their glass and metal box, mentally tuned-out to Chris Moyles (or whatever shit is on these days), oblivious to the beauty close by and the simple pleasure of feeling the seasons change, one day at a time.
Yesterday's was a special commute.


Today I fell off!