Driving on ice I do not do. But, rain? Mmmmm. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmm.
The ice turned to rain midmorning and, by twilight, I was on the road. Seriously, this mysterious world is as pleasurable to me as the smell of baking … Read the rest
The Golden Arch
At this time of year in New England, I could live in a car wash. The salt, the dirty snow, the spray of passing vehicles can turn a just washed vehicle into a candidate for the Ultra Wash in a … Read the rest