What kind of a conversation can you and I have about trucks and cars and that old combine lingering in the tall grass at Aunt Myrtles' farm?
I haven’t driven a semi, kept an old vehicle on the road
or given yard room to a rusting remnant
of a different time.
But if these steel sculptures could speak, you might hear about their real people. Their drivers, their collectors, their backyard mechanics, the people who pay
attention to them whether they are rolling down the road or permanently parked.
You might be one of their people or, like me, just find these hardworking
or aging in place vehicles interesting.
This new collection is now up at Breadstuffs in Brentwood Bay.