Thursday, January 28, 2010

My van...

A pick-up truck. That’s what I should have. A big, black serious pick-up truck. That’s what I always wanted as I was growing up and I still think it’s a good idea. But, I don’t have one, so I just make believe my van is a pick-up truck.

I permanently keep plastic in it for bringing home plants or potting soil or whatever other garden stuff I find. I have even hauled manure in it. I did put the manure in tubs before putting it in the back of the van, on plastic, but I lugged home manure in my van. See? I told you I need a pick-up truck. Just think how much more manure or compost or plants or whatever I could carry in a truck.

(O.K. So usually the potting soil is in the back.)

As a general rule, I don’t care for artificial flowers. They’re, well, artificial. But one of my exceptions is in my van. Each of these flowers has been homeless at some point. Poor, lost things, alone on the floor of different stores at different times. I rescued them and now they adorn the dashboard of my van. They're a little way of carrying a garden with me wherever I go.

Have a beautiful day!


Anonymous said...

Oh, Ruth!

You have no idea how many times I have called our little Accord "Our Honda Truck." You know, the dinky little, odd-shaped trunk... I can fit an amazing amount of free fire wood from the side of the road in it!
D even puts the back seat down and hauls Lowe's lumber home in it. *laughing* The amount we can carry at any one time fits the budget pretty well.

God sure knows how to hedge us doesn't He.

By the way, I have noticed your flowers on the dash in the past. They always make me smile.


Anonymous said...

I'm sure your van smelled wonderful with manure in it... :) Too bad your artificial flowers don't have a fragrance to cover that up!

~ K ~