Bicycle

I took this picture this morning. Here is a little mystery. This bike has been here for quite awhile; who left it? Someone cared enough about this bike to lock it to the post but they haven't come back to get it. They cared enough to put a big basket on the bike but there is a lot of rust on the fenders. What happened to the owner of this bike? The location is strange too. On the other side of the bike is a graveyard, no houses nearby. It seems so "random"; I love that word, my teenager uses it frequently. I'm sure there's a simple explanation. Often we see one part of the puzzle and think we know the whole thing. Sometimes it's about trusting that the big picture is as it should be.