The decayed bike lent against the silver birch tree.

The rusted handlebars stick out like an elephants tusks.

The tree prays for the owner to claim the bike back as it bores of holding the bike upright.

A curious spider has explored the bike and has decided to build a home.

The mudguard shielded the bike from any attacking mud.

The broken chain dangles distant from the ground.

The bike lock snakes like a vine around the tree protecting the bike from any thieves. 

The light on the bike is any eye staring at the horizon.