Isn't she beautiful?
I pass this amazing truck every couple of days and I drool over it every dang time. One day I just had to pull over, get out and snap a few pictures. I love the shape, the color, the era appropriate trunk in the back...I love it all!
The truck...I've nicknamed her Ethel...is a Studebaker which is a blast from the past kind of name for me. When I was a little whippersnapper my mother drove a Studebaker. I don't actually remember the car, I was too young, but I remember hearing my parents talk about it and I always thought the name was funny.
Ethel makes me smile. Sometimes I have to take a different route into town, because of the eternal construction going on around town, and I feel a pang when I realize that I missed out on a chance to hang with Ethel. She's one of the things I love.