When you see things that strike you, take a picture of them, if for no other reason than to remind yourself that you noticed something.
This is not a junkyard, but rather where we take our cars to be serviced. Martin is inexpensive, honest, thorough, and close enough that we can drop off the car and walk home. He’s a bit of a packrat, specializing in MGs, of which we have none. He finishes work on other types of cars in a more timely fashion.As I was heading out I caught sight of this plant growing up from the passenger seat of one of the MGs. He said “the cats used to drink water out of that seat, now there’s a plant there.” I’m not the first to snap a photo: according to Martin, “people like to post them on Facebook.”He drew my attention to the bumper hanging on the fence, saying “it’s actually a planter! I’ve got brussel sprouts growing in there. They’re just seedlings now.”
Edited in TiltShift Generator. Consulted with teenage daughter on proper texting notation of “heart”.