|port townsend beach, washington|
I found these and added a part of a poem I wrote yesterday.
|old red car|
And here's one from 2010 when I was in Mexico. I have a thing for old, classic cars:) Maybe it's the nostalgia or maybe it's the solid features these cars always have. Whenever I see a classic car or truck, I think of all the stories the car must have. And then there is the human, the owner. And I imagine the owner has just as many stories to tell.
Growing up, our family car was a VW bug. For years that car took us everywhere and then it became the car that my sister and I drove.
My Mom loved that car, and if she could have, she would have kept it as a fixture in the yard. We sold it to someone who would care for it and rebuild the engine and that VW's life continued.