I couldn’t help but admire this Ford F1 parked outside a barbecue smoke house near our home. The only things holding it together are rust and memories.
Chew on these seasoned bits to give you humor in the hassle. Beauty in brokenness. Quiet in the fray.
JOIN ME ~ I’ll send brief, occasional posts with the hope they lighten your backpack. We're on this journey together.
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