Woke to the white fluttering down. Enough so I broke out the snowblower. It still took two runs and several hours. As inspired as I was to go exploring, lazily I took a couple white balance shots of the snow covered yard, then settled on my ’66 VW Type I. Its OK, Gretchen is hardy…
German engineering. Old vs. new. Both over-engineered if you’ve ever been inclined to work on vehicles. Thirty-six years separates the two from birth.
Home sick, comfort food.
Speaking of music. I play. I also like the color Orange. I know how to improvise when handles break.
Have schematic, will change. That stereo harness does not resemble that picture any longer.