(The minivan behind the car is actually across the road. My zoom lens distorts the perspective.)
Buried up past the tops of the wheels, in our front field...
After a hour or two, a flatbed tow-truck finally came along and pulled the car out. It had narrowly missed slamming sideways into our neighbour's mailbox.
Talking on ye olde cell phone? Swerving to avoid another inattentive driver? Who knows? It takes talent. DUH!
Things are sure exciting out there in the country!
ReplyDeleteGood thing the llamas are safe!
Ooooooh it's a bunch of little pine trees.
ReplyDeleteNever mind ;)
Well it would be cool to have a really old cemetary ... i thought that was spelled cementary .. gee ... all these years. anyway a really old one would be excellent there.
Oh yes, the imaginary llamas are safe!
ReplyDeleteNK, I mean, Anonymous, it's a migratory bird sanctuary owned by our neighbour. Not a cemetary. Yet. But I like cemetaries! Fascinating places.