Been seeing a few of these lately. Its both sad and beautiful, as things sometimes are. I first noticed one in my neighborhood in Crown Heights. I’ve been meaning to get down to Empire Blvd to take some pictures, but I just haven’t been able to. Today after leaving B&H, with a new toy in hand, I came across another one. I wasn’t aware of Ghostbikes, a global movement to memorialize cyclist fatalities. There are 98 of these in NYC, and I think I’d like to try to document more of these.