Update about blog

My other blogs:
Three Family Trees...the Swasey, Booth and Rogers families.

PS: The header photo was from Facebook's Appalachian Coal Fields

Friday, October 19, 2018

Murphy Brown fan

I used to see this show all the time (whichever century it was in). And it promised to revise itself, about the same time that Roseanne hurriedly came back on the air, then her loud mouthed racist personality became objectionable to her own network executives...and Murphy hadn't even come on the air yet. So I was glad to see the Murphy Brown revision. 

I didn't particularly enjoy the first 2 episodes, they felt a bit dated (probably written when the network first decided to have a revision.)  But the one this week was more fun, and continued to be full of slams at the shameful political situation in the US.


In this episode she sparred against "Ed Shannon" author of American Carnage, a book about how our cities are failing because they are overrun by “crimmigrants.” (He represents a slightly disguised Steve Bannon.) But the message from Murphy (whoever wrote this script is my darling favorite) was on target.

Murphy had a fairly long debate, with a big finish to the writer, Shannon, "You're just “an old white guy who’s scared of losing his place at the table,” and “the good people, are going to stamp out your hatred and bigotry and they’ll replace you.”

She say's "You're a sad, sad, sad, sad dinosaur who’s going extinct..."

I then posted my approval of this description of the current GOP/patriarchal system in power in our government.

Thursday, October 18, 2018

A bit of a lean to it...

From the Swannanoa Valley Museum and History Center: (This was a Facebook posting on Oct. 17, 2018.)
Do you know where the Shuman Inn pictured in this 1930's era postcard was located? A Star Route is a postal delivery route served by a private contractor. In 1845, new legislation allowed for mail to be carried by contractors with "celerity, certainty, and security." According to the Smithsonian's Postal Museum, rather than write those three words in their ledger over and over, postal clerks abbreviated it with three asterisks (***) and these contracted routes became known more commonly as Star Routes. Black Mountain's Star Route was served by Mrs. Annie Mae Daugherty Fortune for many years. Mrs. Fortune was a lifelong resident of Black Mountain, lived on Montreat Road, and died at the age of 49 in 1970, the same year Star Routes were renamed Highway Contract Routes.

How timely, to see a historic inn (and I don't know where it really was) with a couple of leaning looking wings to it.  They might not have been leaning really, but still were perched on the side of a mountain.  US 70 used to go over part of Lookout Mountain toward Old Fort, NC.  It now has been swallowed up (mostly) by I-40 going through the same mountain pass.  We call it Old Fort pass, but they call it Swannanoa pass I think.  It just depends upon the direction you're heading!


These pictures are in reverse order (don't ask) of my trip home to the mountains from Florida in 2012
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I love seeing those blue distant heights after driving through Georgia and South Carolina...they say "home" to me.

This was probably Georgia, or north Florida.


Maybe crossing into Georgia


Florida has frequent rain showers...people used to slow down or stop if they couldn't see the road.  Not so much any more.

I did pull over for a while,, and loved seeing the midst through the trees to the side of the road.

It was near a place selling peaches, so may have been Georgia.

Not on the interstate, but one of the state highways of FL, in Waldo.  There's a big flea market on weekends there.
And someplace along that route going north from Tampa toward North Carolina (obviously still in Florida, look at the palms) I tilted the camera, and thus produced this slightly tilted looking church.  This is my tie-in of the trip home to the Sepia Saturday meme for this week...as shown HERE.  (More below)


I saw a rain shower about to descend.

But it didn't catch up to me until later!

The Sepia Saturday's connection which invites us to share - based on this photo.

Our Sepia Saturday theme image this week is all over the place. Well, to be quite honest, it is falling down. So if you have any old photographs in your collection that are falling down or leaning over, this is the prompt for you. Just post your post on or around Saturday 20th October 2018 and leave a link on the list below. Whilst you are waiting for the washing to dry - or for the building to fall down - take a look at what awaits you around the crooked bend.

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

A lunch favorite in Swannanoa NC


There are a LOT of barbecue places in North Carolina...and I'll go to the next town west of us to this favorite for just about everything naturally smoked (none of that fake flavoring here).  I do usually choose one of my favorite sauces to add to the chicken, or the ribs, or...

I sometimes choose to eat lunch with special friends (and my vegetarian friend could feast on the various southern style sides they have) and this is the first chance I've had to give credit to a wonderful restaurant.

It's also very close to the exit on I-40, for anyone interested in easy access on and off the highway...just 2 lights and turn right past the Harley Davidson headquarters store.  You still will be next to a Duncan Donuts, though I usually prefer the basket of brownies that Okie Dokies provides.

TODAY"S QUOTE:
In appreciating our neighbor, we’re participating in something truly sacred.
FRED ROGERS


Tuesday, October 16, 2018

My favorite selfie

Helen said "I only like my picture when we take one together."

It took about 3 tries, when we were both smiling and had our eyes open...and I'm thrilled with it.  Good friends are so wonderful in my life these days.

Saturday, October 13, 2018

Plein Air painting


En pleine air

 Yes there's a fence between calf and woman with camera!


 
H. talks with visitors about his Monet color scheme for his house and gardens, while photographer captures cows in the background.

Ann is the first artist I've seen who uses an orange wash under her paint, which was oil.  Her style is slightly impressionistic.


Plein-Air Artist, Ann Devane at H's home for Art in Bloom June 15, 2013

a repost from 2013...


Thanks for Sepia Saturday's prompt this week...a really vintage plein air artist!
Come on over and see what others have come up with HERE...hopefully some more vintage photos!  My series of photos are just 5 years old, and have a cow rather than a horse/pony.


Friday, October 12, 2018

Michael, the hurricane here

While we watched on TV (when the elec was still on) with our mouths hanging open, the damage this Category 4 hurricane made in the Florida panhandle yesterday (having come ashore Wed. around 1:30 pm)...his waters finally gave out on Thurs here in the afternoon.

Black Mountain had received over 7 inches of rain in that 24 hours.  Old Fort had even more.  And Marion even more than that.  So no wonder there were flash flood warnings!  Mountains give up the rain pretty fast, and yet...the good news was that it didn't rain so badly over toward the coast where the last hurricane Florence had flooded the low lands with continued rivers overrunning everything.

So I just wanted to add this weather to my history page...here.
If I drive down my street, Blue Ridge Road, down the hill, across US 70 at the bottom of the hill, across the tracks, then about a block, there's the Swannanoa River, usually just a creek hereabouts.  That guard rail shows the usual length of it, and it's usually running perpendicular a few feet under the road (South Blue Ridge Road here).  But yesterday around 10 am, a Black Mountain News photographer captured it as it flooded to the pavement.  It has gone higher in the past, but this of course closed the road.

The same publication on Facebook gave this photo of my favorite walking area. Lake Tomahawk is a very shallow lake, and is in a bowl of valley between lots of steep hills, and one creek that feeds it. I don't even know if it has a name, maybe one of the North Forks.  Around here there's even a North Fork Right Fork.  I've never seen the Left Fork...but this one probably isn't it.  I'll ask some folks who live below the lake on the creek that flows into the Swannanoa just a few blocks beyond their house.

I'm glad the BM News photographer took this, because that's my path, over there on the left, and the post is the corner of the Lakeview Center building.  The bench and tree are usually on a spit of land with Lake Tomahawk on either side...and you can walk out to it.  A friend who lives overlooking the lake said it had gone back down in a few hours!  I was glad, thinking of that earthen dam that protects all those houses along the creek below the lake.

I wish I had a photo of the one of the most amazing devastations from the storm near Panama City FL.  It was on the weather channel yesterday, of a train that had been blown over...off the tracks all along the length of it...empty cars, no engine.  There were some cars that had been blown right off the wheel trolleys.

I know the personal devastation for homes was also bad, and there are many photos of how awful that looks...just lumber and a few slabs of concrete where homes were.  I hope the occupants were in shelters...and that they are able to return to their lives without too much trauma.

It was hard to read of my friend on Facebook in Tallahassee when she lost power and then was sitting in her closet with her cat listening to the roar of the wind.  I'm glad that she wrote the next day that she survived the storm without damage to her home, but was still without electricity on Thursday. The damage to property and especially trees from so much wind is staggering.

But we didn't suffer from wind.  And I only wanted to post because I wanted to save these photos for my own history.



Monday, October 8, 2018

Retreating into fiction

 While the real world has been full of the party politics choosing a Supreme Court Justice, I retreated into fiction some of the time...a kind of balancing act, I suppose.  And I tend to read one author until I'm tired of that person's plots/characterizations.  So Laurie R. King appeared for me again last week.

 I think this one I've read before, but quite a while ago.  And with my memory lapses, only some of it seems familiar.

I am grateful that I don't have to go to the library each week and lug home (and return) heavy armloads of books.  I read when I get tired these days (often afternoons or evenings) and when I find nothing entertaining on TV. And my books now are electronic through the library on-line.

But the King books were triggered by a memory of one of her (I think) novels which covered the problems of an Asian family in San Francisco with flashbacks to the earthquake.  I may have the wrong author, in which case, I'll be reading a lot of other novels before I find the one I'm thinking of. Something about burying a treasure in the garden...

Saturday, October 6, 2018

Saturday loving the early morning

I love the cool of morning, because it's going to be in the 80s again this afternoon.  I've decided if it's still summer, I'll get myself out of bed early and do outside things early. Then I'll do inside things (air conditioned) in the afternoon!

So I walked the lake at 8 am.

A pair of not-pure-breed mallards were rudely chased out of the water by a kayaker...and there were some young mallards on the path, all of which deferred to me. Well not the kayaker.

Then I ran by the Tailgate which opened at 9, visited my friends and bought some local apples...and a breakfast sandwich.

And then ran to Ingles and picked up a few staples, canned soups on sale, and coffee, and chocolate.

Then home and finally did my breathing treatment around 11.

The studio opens at 12, and I'll have eaten my yogurt with almonds and checked emails by then.  I woke up thinking of the studio tasks I have today...which is a good thing.  Some days I've just walked in the door without a clue as to what to do.

I've started making angels.  But they seem to be cat angels this year.  Maybe some regular ones will come about today.  Or maybe some dog angels.  Well, why not?  And maybe the figure of Gaia's daughter will be ready to stain.  I've given up on glazing figures...they have more failures in the glaze phase (sorry about rhyme that just came out).

I hope you have a wonderful Saturday.


Wednesday, October 3, 2018

Busy Hump Day

I love Jesica's dahlias...which she grows in her garden...about 60-70 plants, all in boom right now.

She's also the administrator at the Black Mountain Center for the Arts.  YAY.

Anyway, being a check-in moment, I've got about 10 minutes before my favorite (and hate to miss) TV show, Jeopardy.

Today started out with a short financial activity (pay the rent), then cart some different pots to Joe's hair salon (Cutting Crew behind the Dripolator) and then shift the ones that had been on his display to the Center for the Arts office...and pack up the ones that had been there all summer.

Then lunch with friends at the Council on Aging lunch site, then quickly drop into the studio (when it wasn't open but I've got a key) and pull 2 handles for the 2 big bowl-mugs that I threw yesterday...and check that they will be ready to trim when the studio does open at 6 pm.

At 1:30 I checked in with the Swannanoa History Museum where I donned my name tag as a docent. Didn't have many visitors, but they were interesting people.  One couple said she used to visit her great grandmother in Black Mountain, and wanted to figure out where she had lived.  I let the director help her.  Another woman said she was a sculptor, and come to find out we both went to the U. of Florida about 50 years ago...not at the same time.  She was really interested in the Black Mountain College exhibit, and after she looked at it we talked a bit about making art, and the philosophy of art that is taught in schools.

In the midst of all my day, there was this gross text message that appeared on all electronic media simultaneously from the President.  Yes that one.  Nothing important.  Just scared the b-jesus out of everyone.

Now I've finished the bowls and a plate in the studio,after dinner in the car...and have 1 minute to go.  See ya later!

PS, the sales in the Center for the Arts give half the proceeds to support BMCA.

PPS...during a commercial which I mute always, I heard Canada Geese flying over.  That reminded me that I saw 5 monarch butterflies while driving around between places in Black Mountain today.  Nature is wonderful, if surprising.

I am always on my nebulizer for a breathing treatment twice a day, which are times I either blog or Facebook socialize.  It's better than playing solitaire.  Or looking at my ancestors. I do that while there's nothing happening at the museum, and today I added details to many of my aunts, uncles and cousins.  Whew, nothing earth shattering, but some more children of cousins are now on my tree.




Sunday, September 30, 2018

Vegetarian perhaps soon

As I cooked and chopped the heads off, and ripped the legs and shells off, and pulled tails off and gouged out the veins along the backs of my fresh shrimps, I thought how fortuitous it was that I was about to eat these lovely little animals that gave their lives so that I might live.  So I'm grateful for the circle of life.

But I thought, would I be willing to do this cleaning, scraping and cooking if it was a cockroach? Or some other crustacean?  I don't usually butcher my meat.  Would I be willing to take the life of a mammal in order that I might live?  Probably not.

So I'm thinking seriously about being a vegetarian.

But they were sure delicious.  My carnivorous taste is alive and well.  It's just my moral sense that rises its strict head at times like this.  I'll think about it.  After all, I eat whatever is served (almost) every day for lunch Mon. through Friday (at the Senior Lunch site for $1.50 a day) which includes meat usually.



Saturday, September 29, 2018

Enough is enough extends...

A lot of women I know have been having these conversations lately.

When we listened to the Kavanaugh hearings on Thursday, we shook our heads in dismay.

Another wonderful blogger posted this and I think it's important to consider what she's saying.

why-women-dint-report

Dr. Christine Blasey Ford 
Another moment which helped change history, the 2 survivors (Achila and Gallagher) who confronted Sen. Fisk in the elevator.
elevator confrontation



Thursday, September 27, 2018

School days of yore

Some old photos of my family and myself, while in schools.

 Great Aunt Margaret Miller taught high school Math in San Antonio Texas. She never married, but was my favorite aunt!

My sister, Marty Elizabeth Rogers Miller, in Principia Upper School, St. Louis MO probably 1962-3

 Myself in college, probably 1963 since I'm wearing John's locket ( who I was madly in love with and then didn't marry!)


My staff badge at University of Hartford, Hartford CT, in 1968. I was a staff assistant in the Hartford Art School.

A just discovered photo of my grandparents, George E and Ada S. Rogers, in St. Ann MO around 1956-58.

My oldest son, Marty in Cub Scout uniform, 1972-3, Tampa, FL



The Sepia Saturday gang will also be offering some historic photos based upon this meme....HERE.

The prompt includes this...
"Once again, it is school photograph time. Let us go outside to the school yard and line up for the photograph: smaller children at the front, arms and legs tied up like trussed turkeys; taller children at the back, sprouting up like supercharged saplings. And don't forget to smile! I know you might have double maths next, I know you find yourself next to the one child you really can't get on with - but at least make it look as though you are enjoying yourself. The best days of your life - that is what your schooldays are. You will be captured for history. You will be able to look back on this photograph when you are older and wiser and a chartered accountant, a painter and decorator, a nurse or - if you are very lucky - a schoolteacher like me. And even further forward in time, people from all over the world may look at this photograph and use it as a theme prompt for their blog posts. What do you think of that?"
"Please Sir, what is a blog?"

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

Sun has returned


The lavender plant came inside a few weeks ago, and it seems it's rained almost daily since.  Today rain is forecast, but this morning around 9 am, there was that shot of sunlight hitting the windowsill...which of course the camera didn't capture quite with its brilliance.  The green glass of my windows sure does show though on the curtain!

I admit to being a sunshine girl.  I even used that as my signature on my art for a few years...Sunshine, with a little picture of the sun with rays as it set (or rose) over a horizon.  I stopped doing it when I officially changed my name following my divorce, returning to my maiden name, Rogers.

It's a bit more complicated than that, but I won't go into it here.

I see a hummingbird in the branches of the maple, so I best make some more nectar for them.  And feed the tropical fish (guppies).  Thus a householder's tasks are never done.

Monday, September 24, 2018

Chilly weather

Suddenly it's autumn.
Yesterday may not have been sunny all the time as we drove from one place to another in the wonderful mountains, but it was 80 something outside and muggy...still summery. (I'll add the photos over on my "Living in Black Mountain" blog from our fun trip soon!

Then last night the cool front finally arrived.
This morning I closed windows because the breezes were too chilly!


I pulled the sliding storm window down on the balcony door.  I can still see if a hummingbird might visit, but haven't seen one yet this morning.  Perhaps they decided it's too cool for them.  I know they usually migrate about now.  I'll leave the feeder up for a few more days.

And just to link this post from today to yesterday, here's another vintage picture to share.


This is how my mother quilted many quilts which I slept under as a child.  I hadn't seen anyone else using this kind of frame before, but it sure did bring back memories.  She only quilted until 1949, when we moved from Houston, Texas to St. Louis, Missouri.  She started working full-time in an office then, so no more hand crafts from her talented fingers.



Quote for today:
Having the wisdom to know that life is but a dream does not mean that we ignore living. Madisyn Taylor on Daily Om

Sunday, September 23, 2018

SUNDAY MORNING THOUGHTS

STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS STYE
JUST LIST WHAT I'M THINKING
DOING
EATING TOAST WITH BUTTER AND JELLY
DRINKING COFFEE WITH SUGAR
LIFE IS GOOD
SUN IS COMING OVER TREES WHICH HAVE ABOUT HALF THEIR LEAVES LEFT - BUT HAVEN'T TURNED ANY COLOR YET.
THEY DROP AND TURN BROWN ON THE GROUND
MAYBE SOME ARE YELLOW
I WANT TO SHARE A LOVELY LITTLE VIDEO THAT A FRIEND POSTED ON FACEBOOK THIS MORNING...JUST 5 SHORT MINUTES OF JOYFUL THOUGHTS
Gratefulness.org/videos/10155707283118454/
I HOPE IT WORKS
GRATITUDE IS THE ROOT OF HIS PHILOSOPHY
I READ A LITTLE QUOTE EVERY DAY BASED UPON HIS PHILOSOPHY, A WORD FOR THE DAY
I USED TO COPY ONE QUOTE A DAY INTO MY BOG POSTS NOT ALL FROM THAT SOURCE BUT MANY WERE
I LOOK OUT THE WINDOW AND SEE 3 SQUIRRELS COMING OUT OF THEIR NEST AT A CROOK IN THE MAPLE
YES MY WINDOWS ON THIS SIDE OF APARTMENT ARE ON SECOND STORY LEVEL
AS I LOOK THROUGH LEAVES I CAN SEE RIDGE LINE OF MOUNTAINS ON OTHER SIDE OF VALLEY
JUST A BIT OF HAZE AS NIGHT HUMIDITY BURNS OFF
DUE TO RAIN THIS AFTERNOON
BUT WE WILL BE RIDING ALONG THE PARKWAY PROBABLY
GOING TO ALTAPASS TO GET BLUE RIDGE APPLES WITH FRIENDS HELEN AND TERESA
THINKING OF FAMILY I HAVEN'T SEEN IN A WHILE
WONDER IF I SHOULD THINK OF GOING TO OHIO FOR THANKSGIVING
IT WOULD BE A STRETCH FOR MY ENDURANCE
PROBABLY NEED TWO DAYS TO DRIVE
I'VE ALREADY VOLUNTEERED TO BE A DOCENT AT THE HISTORY MUSEUM THE WEDNESDAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING
THEY NEED ME
MY FAMILY DOESN'T
SADNESS FEEING HERE
BUT I HAVE A CHOICE HOW TO FEEL
LET IT FLOW THROUGH ME LIKE A STREAM
THAT'S WHAT STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS IS I THINK
I CAN DWELL ON HOW LAST YEAR MY TWO OLDEST SONS INVITED THE REST OF THE FAMILY TO FLORIDA AND EVERYONE WAS THERE EXCEPT ME I WASN'T INVITED
OR I CAN THINK VERY HARD TO SEE IF I REMEMBER WHAT I DID LAST YEAR
I HAVE NO IDEA
I KNOW SEVERAL PEOPE ASKED ME TO COME TO THEIR CHURCH OR SOMEWHERE
I'LL NEED TO CHECK MY OD BLOG POSTS OR JOURNAL NOTES TO FIND OUT WHAT I DID
BOY IS MY MEMORY BAD THESE DAYS
I GUESS A NON EVENT ISN'T WORTH REMEMBERING
THERE'S A FLICKER CATCHING SOME BUGS ON THE TREE BARK NOW OR MAYBE A WOODPECKER  I DON'T KNOW WHICH
IT HAS A WHITE BELLY AND RED HEAD AND BLACK BACK AND IS BIG AS A CROW
NOW I'M GOING TO DO MY BREATHING TREATMENT AND LOOK UP AN ANCESTOR'S DETAILS TO ADD TO MY GROWING LIBRARY OF FAMILY NOTES
HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY
I PLAN TO TOO

Addendum: I had planned to go help serve at some kitchen or another, for Thanksgiving last year, but didn't feel like it so just stayed home.  I was exchanging emails with my friend who died in March of this year....so last year we were still talking together every day.  Now I really feel sad.  But I must also admit that I've asked my sons if I can come see them, and both welcomed me...one in FL and one in OH.  I think it's my time to go to Ohio.
We shall see.

Saturday, September 22, 2018

Equinox today!

Happy Equinox everyone!
Saturday, September 22, 9:54 P.M. EDT

That's what the old farmer's almanac says is the beginning of winter, or when the earth's tilt decides to change directions.

Here's an older post for today...(I find my thoughts are often so mundane!)




Friday, October 26, 2012


Dawn's early light

I don't have dogs...I don't wake and go for walks at dawn.  I have cats who insist I get out of bed and open the can and put it in their bowls.  If they had thumbs they wouldn't need me at all.

So today I did something rather irregular for me.  I fed them and made my first cup of coffee at 7:30.  A. M. that is.  Before the sun came into the windows.  The sky was pearly grey, no colors, so probably no clouds.

Now, at 8:12, the sun is just coming over the treetops, and guess where it hits first, at this post autumnal equinox season?  My computer screen!

It is tilted till I can't read the screen with my wonderful new glasses.  I finally give up and use the laptop screen, which I can at least position lots of different directions as I play tag with sunbeams.  What a lovely problem to have.  I'm delighted, though slightly blind from the shine off of various surfaces.

Thanks for sunshine.  The light by which we all live.

And another old post from another year...


Sunday, September 22, 2013



Autumnal Equinox greetings

The way I've looked it up, Gaia, our glorious globe the earth, will be standing upright at 4:45 EDT this afternoon...with the sunlight balanced perfectly as she tilts away and towards her poles, like a lovely blue top.

Not my photo, from Wikipedia images

Isn't it fascinating to think of her core of molten magma, full of magnetic fields which somehow align with the poles, which somehow help birds and insects and maybe everything else, migrate in the right direction, finding home.

Everything else? Well, how about the compasses??  Simple that iron (or even a steel needle) points north...when floated on a non-metalic surface...and thus Columbus got to our shores.  Of course knowing the stars helped navigation, and having a sextant too.  And having a clock that could keep working in order to tell correct time over 24 hours.  Well, so some TV show led me to believe, all these things together helping men (sorry women, it really was men) navigate the seas and thus civilized (i.e. Western Europe) people took over the Americas.

Just think if they'd gone straight to India as they intended...

Ah, what do you intend to do today?
I intend to just be.
Happy first day of Autumn for my friends in North America.

The delightful French Broad River, Asheville, NC


Friday, September 21, 2018

Getting on down the road...

 As automobiles became part of family life, families' Sunday afternoon drives and picnics by the road became popular.  I wonder if people with wagons and buggies had taken part in similar activities before cars came along.  Sure they did.  Picnics don't depend upon cars! (There, I have taken a stand!)

And of course the other family activity was having a photograph taken by Uncle Ed or Joe, or whoever had the bug to develop his own film and make prints.  Or perhaps there was already someone who was doing that as a profession.  Mostly I think it was amateurs for a while, especially of family outings.

A hamper used to mean a picnic basket.  When I was growing up it was the place in which to put dirty clothes prior to being laundered.

The cherry blossoms are beautiful.  These were smart folks who had table and chairs, as well as...do you remember it was called the running board?

Thanks to a Facebook friend for all these great old shots of picnics...Appalachian Coal Fields.  I keep sharing almost everything they post on my FB page too.

This looks like an early bar-b-q grill.

Young people aways enjoy gathering for fun times! Do you see the early portable radio front and center?  Remember before the days of parks with picnic tables and parking lots?

These outings were forerunners of a popular pre-game activity for American football fans, called Tail-gating...where a parking-lot full of cars would have people cooking over little grills and drinking from coolers...and many sporting colors of their favorite teams.

This week's Sepia Saturday prompt shows a nice old car being given a good wash by some members of a family (possibly) while they were captured by another person with the inevitible camera!

Come on over and see what others have to share HERE.

"A much loved car outside a postwar prefabricated house: could anything be more redolent of the early 1950s. The car may not be a new one, but it has been washed and polished until you can see your reflection in it. The photograph contains equal measures of pride and hope - emotions that were equally redolent of the decade in question. As a theme image, you can take whatever element you want from it: be it as solid as a chrome bumper bar or as ephemeral as an emotion. All you need to do is to post your Sepia Saturday post on or around Saturday 22nd September 2018 and add a link to the list below. "

An antique auto was in the parking lot at Lakeview Center a few months ago.