so, its been parked there for awhile, a landing place for drums and wire and the like, and I've walked past it a countless number of times.
Yesterday I saw the light.
There she is, faithful old truck - and perfect photographic prop.
I have an issue with my husband cluttering up my backyard with random bits of machinery (working and not), steel and other
crap "good" stuff, and we have had many a "discussion" about where else it might be located.
So I wonder how I might be able to have this old dear brought home from the property (without giving him carte blanche to add more stuff!), as she most certainly falls within the catergory of non working machinery!
And oh, the agony! She has a little sister, dusty green (you know how the paint finish becomes?), slightly younger, but just so perfect. We didn't get time to play with her, and quite frankly the co-operation on the part of all subjects was getting quite poor. Especially the biggest one.