Better Admired than Owned: Old Trucks and The West

There’s a chill in the air this morning. It’s 6 AM; I’m up with only the rooster and my dog. This part of the day is my favorite: it’s quiet, crisp from the darkness that just broke, and contemplative.

Old Ford Truck. Author’s photo.

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Writing about what I see in this world. Amateur scribbler with a curiosity for new experiences.

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Writing about what I see in this world. Amateur scribbler with a curiosity for new experiences.