Duet For Windshield Wipers in D Minor . . .

Came across this duet of Peugeot 404's submerged under tractor tires in a backwater stretch of woods in southern France a few years ago. This photo of a pair of dream cars is the first to have the privilege of being posted out of a large batch of black and white photos fresh back from the lab after being turned into digital files . . . only a few thousand more to come . . . will anyone have the patience to stick around ? ! ? Hmm, I wonder . . .
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Anyway, I loved the way these two old beauties were snuggled up against each other; and maybe they pulled the tires over themselves to try to stay warm in the cold night air. . . For some unfathomable reason this scene brought to mind a poem from Alice In Wonderland . . .
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JABBERWOCKY
Lewis Carroll
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`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
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He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
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And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
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One, two! One, two!
And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
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`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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