I am earnestly enjoying the moment in which I am composing this post. It is morning and the children of the house are sleeping late. It is silent, except for the ceiling fan whirring in the background.
When I drive to the neighboring town for a big grocery trip, I pass this car on the back roads. It has resided in this shed for as long as I have lived in this old farmhouse, and much longer than that I suppose. A treasure in red.
Enjoy your Thursday, my friends.