She’s 17 years old. I’m 57. So it’s a May/December relationship.
Last August, I put a search bot on Craigslist with three terms: “manual transmission, high performance, under $10,000.”
On Leap Day, February 29th of this year, after six months of poor responses, I received pictures of Sylvie from San Antonio, Texas. I flew there, and met, fell in love with, and bought her.
Sylvie and I have just completed the 1100 miles from San Antonio, Texas to Sedona, Arizona by traveling in the early morning and at night to avoid the heat.
The highlight of the journey was when Sylvie achieved 100,000 miles on her odometer at 7,000 feet altitude in her 17th Year!
We stopped in Pecos,
Albuquerque
Roswell
and Sedona.
It’s a route I’d recommend and will take again so I’ve named it (PARS).
Here’s sunset on US285 between Roswell and Albuquerque
Andy’s dog Wynona is a knockout chocolate lab with a great temperament albeit an obsession with fetching.
and she reminds me of the tiny, white hairs on the black legs of my jeans that betray your dog
who slept with me last night whiile we dreamed of being in bed with you.
What it would say if it could would be delicious. It would slip around your lips like fingers tongues and teeth and cry at its loss of identity. Longing for it and whispering just the one thing: