Car Show Gleam

Armed with the point-n-shoot camera, off to look at what rocks the socks off the car world.

Gleaming, streaming, lacquered color

This Metropolitan 1960 Nash/Rambler was aptly called "Pinki" - little cutie that she is.

1941 Lincoln Zephyr - what you would call a leggy and luxurious car in any decade. I would give anything to have these lines gracing the car forms of this century.

Today, I was in photo heaven and I wasted not a frame of it.

(this ones for you, Meg)

I like it when it's old

I am giving you an unauthorized peak at a friend's home - so keep quiet and look quickly, will ya? I love her entire home - most of which she remodeled herself. Oh, she had help - but this gal can pull out the house innards, scrap off the paint, and then recreate the space into a heavenly place to inhabit. She can then sew the curtains for a finishing touch.

Everywhere you look in the kitchen are prime examples of the best of the past. My friend not only collects vintage, she lives it.

The haphazard stacking of Pyrex bowls is like a corner dream of color. I like to hang out in the kitchen. Lots of good food gets made there. It smells good. I feel at home.

Flowers get treated to an old tin can pitcher in lieu of a vase. I am thankful whenever I have a chance to go and spend time at the this yesteryear cottage. Scrolling back to catch the best of what has already gone and reliving it once again.