The end of the year means the colors of fall are bursting out. Leaves will be filling up gutters n baskets. Bright colors on the wall, gripping the fence, fluttering across the roads.
Soon the rods and custom cars will roll back into their cocoons for the winter. With the fluffy white stuff on the high mountain peaks brings the gravel and salt. The bane of the meticulous car jockey.
These show are mostly Ford and Chevy jalopies but mixed in among them are some to the beat of a different drummer.
The passion of winter, days gone by, memories relived, sock hoppin, DJ belchin, tunes palyin, it was a different time years ago.
Take a day, rewind the calendar, yearn for a simpler time when happiness was cruisin.