The levels of rust and decay on this old pitchfork fascinated me. I was wandering around merrily amusing myself with the random junk I found at a collectors store. You know the kind... an old business that has almost anything you can imagine stacked up or laid out in buildings, trailers, under canopies, in the open, hanging from wires, some half buried from years of neglect and others lined up as if on display. I took about 40 shots while my husband negotiated for an antique straight razor to add to his collection. I found 15 old bathtubs all lined up by size with the last couple mingled into the line of old antique tractors and fun farm equip. I can't believe I didn't take more shots. The only thing I can figure is I was punchdrunk on rust and just overwhelmed by so many possibilities.

Hopefully my lack of success with flickr's new design is starting to work itself out, no promises because we have only one option for non-satellite provider's and it happens to be the worst rated provider of all time...Seriously, they are so bad that our towns Mayor along with the City Council filed a formal complaint on the company on behalf of the residents. I'm not included because I live in the "outlying rural" area, in fact my connection is the very last one on this line...believe me by the time signals filter down to me it's pretty distorted.