--Graveyard of Rusted Automobiles--

I have changed the title of this post, as Arlo Guthrie's song City of New Orleans kept running through my head as I drove into work this morning. (2/19/08)

I had thought of taking a picture here for Odd Shots, but Odd Shots rules force us to choose just one (Why did I make that rule?!?) How could I choose just one from this collection?
See, color-- not sepia tone.
As we returned from our snowshoe hike, I told Hubby that I wanted to stop and take pictures here. I was not the only one. As we approached, we found a lady who had parked and was wandering up and down the road with her camera. I wonder how many wanderers stop to capture something of this. Some day I will knock on the door and ask permission to wander through the yard for more pictures. Maybe. Depends on the dog.

Did that look like a flag behind the windshield to you, too? or perhaps reflected from somewhere? It's an illusion from the reflected tree and the window behind.

I don't think there is a hulk here that is younger than me.

And in respnse to David's question from a couple of weeks ago, yes, apparently my brother DOES read my blog. He sent me this. (Added 2/20/08)