creepers!

Today was the kind of New England fall day where you feel like you are in a Yankee Magazine article.  Heading up to the Ashfield Fall Festival, where men proudly wear tee-shirts emblazoned "eat more kale" and kids decorate pumpkins and eat maple cotton candy (ok, adults, too), we stopped at a tag sale that was held inside a covered bridge.  Right?  

I spied not one but two service station creepers.  Along with the creepers (two for the price of one!), I learned that the guy who sold them to me used to have long hair, which got stuck in the creeper wheels when he worked at the now defunct Norm's Service Station in downtown Ashfield.  That story just increased the value of my creepers a million fold.  And makes me think I really need to remove the head rests....

I am envisoning coffee tables.  And you?

"an untuned car is trouble"

"smash proof"
that's a relief

all sorts of bucolic

gratuitous shot of Gus mastering the ladder climb