blurry beauty

I was walking around at 4.45pm last night. I wouldn't normally say "last night" when referring to that hour, but since the time changed and it was my first early sunset of the fall, it felt like night.


Anyway, my point. During this sunset (the sky literally looked like it was on fire), I passed by the most perfect-looking vintage cruiser, ever. I am pretty sure it was a Schwinn. Look, red handlebars, half red seat, everything red red red. I wanted to bite into it like a candied apple.