Bugs

My favorite car was a blue (later yellow) 1967 VW bug. Even when the sunroof leaked and I could begin to see asphalt under my left foot, I loved that little car. It amused me.

This one does too.

At the rental place this morning, I noticed it and assumed someone inside was driving it. I asked. "You want it? It's yours!" Tristan said. It's going to storm tomorrow as I wend my way to Brevard, but the trip will be a little easier. I will be driving a bug!