Old Red. . .

On the same afternoon the red heart posted just below was found, a simple twist of a road taken by mistake led me to this cheerful red truck sitting neglected in the yard of a neglected looking warehouse. No doubt hundreds of people drive by every day, but how many of them even notice, let alone stop to walk around it, to look closely, to photograph ? What was that song quoted near the beginning of this blog : "I've looked at old red trucks from both sides now, from all around, and still somehow, it's old red truck mirror reflections I recall, I really don't know old red trucks, at all. . ." (sorry Joni. . .)

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