Where is my 75-year old cyclist?

Yesterday I mentioned I was too slow to snap a picture of an older woman on a snappy bike (or was it a snappy woman on an older bike?).

This morning I returned to my porch with my coffee and camera and... waited.

And waited some more. Read the paper. Clipped an article about Canadian shopping habits. Formed an opinion. (“Our wealth has its downside.”)

[See below - Wealthy Canadians still shop while others reduce]


Waited some more. Snapped a picture of the empty street. Came inside to tell you about my fruitless search.

But I’ll look again later. Hopefully, I’ll spot the snappy cyclist.

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