As a child I have lived in an old house with yellow walls. Warm, yellow walls on a summer day, this still evokes the feeling of comfort in me. We may not remember the first two years of our childhood, but there are unconscious kinds of memory as well.
Something of that must have gone through my mind when I saw this bicycle leaning against a wall. The warm orange of the body and the yellow of the saddle only added to the feeling. And, did you notice? It’s a Puch!