That's a Lonely Bench looking out at one of the ponds at Village Creek Natural Historical Area. I have never seen anyone sitting on this bench, including today when I took the picture of the Lonely Bench.
I have no idea why, but every time I see this bench I think to myself that's the Loneliest Bench in the World. There are a lot of lonely picnic tables in this park, too, that I've never seen used.
I saw several humans at Village Creek while I pedaled today, some biking, some walking, with one pair engaging in behavior best kept out of public view. I think they figured they were in an isolated spot and did not realize how quickly a biker could close in on their location. I politely averted my eyes, for the most part, and zoomed away.
Years ago on a very fun road trip, one part of the trip took the drive across Nevada that is called "The Loneliest Road in America." I think it was an article in Life magazine that dubbed it that. There is a giant sand dune that you drive by on the Loneliest Road. By that sand dune is a phone booth that has a sign that says "Loneliest Phone Booth on the Loneliest Road in America." I wonder if that phone booth is still there? I saw it early on in the era of cell phones and the demise of phone booths.
I think it was all the lonely stuff on the Loneliest Road that causes me to think that's the Loneliest Bench every time I see it. So, despite what I said above, I guess I do have an idea why I think that's the Loneliest Bench every time I see it.
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