Bashed but not Bashful . . .

Just dropping in here to see if I still remember how to upload a photo on a blog. That is one aspect of blogland that pushed me toward the open arms of Ms Fessebook, uploading and formating photos here is simply tedious... but hey, no place is perfect. Still, some things get old after a while, and leave you feeling kind of rusty, worn down, even a bit bashed in. But in this old radiator grill's case, still beautiful, after all those years. Thanks to anyone who may still be stopping by here. And if you are on Facebook, do stop by Owen Phillips Photography France ...
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Rusty Old Cars . . .

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What is it about rusty old cars that appeals so strongly to many of us ? Is it a nostalgia thing ? Romantic echos of a bygone age ? Is it the unforgettable memories for those who lost their virginity in the back seats of behemoths like these ? Old cars, like old people, reach a point where they just aren't ever going to go any further. Not a mile more. Too many parts have failed. Rust too far gone to ever be cured by a quick treatment of rust remover and a fresh coat of paint to gloss things over. The end of the road. The end, period. And yet, their abandoned bodies call to us still, from the side yards of dilapidated old garages on backwater roads. Still something profoundly beautiful in their fading carcasses.
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Saw these aging beauties on a trip to Pennsylvania a couple of years ago. On automobile license plates in that state they used to print a slogan on the edges of the plates that said, in poor grammar, "You've got a friend in Pennsylvania". When I found these old darlings not far from the Susquehanna River, I couldn't have agreed with them more.
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Dream Cars Reprise !

The timing of the story coming in today from Jalopnik.com, mentioned in the post just below this one, was perfect, as I just got another small batch of photos back from the lab this evening. . . more of the 4000 negatives that I never got around to printing over the years. And they are full of wonderful surprises. . . well, wonderful for me, the certifiably demented dreamer of dream cars and dream houses putting this blog together for your perusing, carousing pleasure. . . Only another 3600 or so left to go !

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These three beauties were photographed in Central Pennsylvania in 1988 while I was out one day rambling around in the woods not far from my dream house. . .

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