Signs of time past. We see quite a few signs of it around our property. Broken bottles, metal cans, rubber, old bricks, license plates, and piles of rubble .....
Recently on a walk out back, after hunting season was over and before the snow starts to fly, pile up too deep and STAY, we found this .....
what?! A car?! or is it a truck?
How is the world did this vehicle end up 3/4 mile behind our house, near a creek, half buried in swamp bush?
Did some neighborhood boys take their father's car for a joyride late one night and get carried away? Did a Grandpa give his young grandsons the old derelict to tinker with and they were able to bumble along until it was permanently stuck and was unable to be moved?
Closer inspection shows signs of the vehicle being stripped, stripped of mirrors, wires, gauges, parts that were probably used on another derelict that was in better shape .... maybe the other car was faster, more reliable. Isn't it wonderful to imagine what happened?
This car/truck has been here for a while ... a loooong while. Notice the trees and brush have wormed their way through any available space? The branches have grown, wrapped around the steering wheel.
The tires look a little worn ..... perhaps racing along country roads?
A two seater? Hmmm, must have been a truck.
It looks like this truck had a good life. A fun life. At least that is what I like to think. If it could talk, the stories it might tell. History ... I love it. I love the possibilities, I love the stories, I love that I can find it in my own back yard.
Look around. Do you have history close to your home? How about a museum? Or an old church? A building? Or maybe even an old oak tree in your backyard. I would love to hear about it. I enjoy learning about the past but remember to live in the present as that is all we are promised ..... and remember to give your loved ones a hug!