There is always a strange kind of beauty in the obsolete.
The most gorgeous good ship Not For Sale,
The house with corrugated iron windows,
A circus graveyard in the shadow of Mt Wellington,
A recalcitrant swing
And the bar fridge that promises you everything of the best,
tomorrow ...
Yes - 'Not for sale' shows an unbelievably optimistic pride in an otherwise uncared for boat!
ReplyDeleteTom, the boat made me screech to a halt in the hire car and turn back.
ReplyDeleteImagine the conversation:
"What are you doing?"
"I'm taking a photo of that boat."
"But why?
Why?"
Love your eye Sarah. Just love it...
ReplyDeleteThanks darlin'.
ReplyDeleteI guess that eye extends to circus graveyards and busted swings out the back of roadhouses, yes?
Wooden boat tragics, yes?
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ReplyDeleteWhy does that big embarrasiing whoops stay there?
ReplyDeleteI said, 'it ain't what you look at sugar, it's how you see it..'
Lovely.
ReplyDeleteLove those types of things. So much to say about optimism and patience.
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