note the tracks of my rubberized tears
note my grey Toyota Tacoma nuzzled in the bushes on the right
miracle in the bushes
as predicted and my favorite truck took off like chasing a bitch in heat. I instinctively remembered the winter ice skids around Briarcliff Manor and went with it. 360 then straight for the right hand embankment and down the hill (how steep...it was completely dark) then up the hill then coasted back down into a tree. Everything stopped. I mentally checked myself and I was fine. No scratches. Nothing but reward. A feeling of vitalization. It wasn't my time. I tried to get out of the door but the tree branches had me pinned. It was 4 am so I decided to wait till light and tilted back the seat and fell asleep.
I woke and everything Geico went smoothly. I found a rental and was back on my way to Santa fe before noon. Truck totaled. A check for more than I paid.
Men sometimes remark that I have the perfect job photographing women but I don't hardly make mey for that `talent'. Still I have known many women. I was struck by the beauty of Anne Maria,
wife and mother of Murphy O'Brian's children , who helped run the restaurant we were all in for Soozie's memorial.
And Miss Jenn from Phoenix who contacted me on Modelmayhem.com and I shot in Aqua Fria Park that looks like Florida except for the mountain lion tracks down by the water's edge.
who was so tiny she could fit into my vintage boy scout uniform I bought in El Paso, Texas.
who mentioned on her MM profile she did cart wheels
and then there is Katy Awful. My nephew Adam suggested we meet him at Kurt's Auto Core up in Phoenix. Thank Goddess she looked Awful in her vintage dress and heels
and then much to my horror I found her ....