Pennsylvania Trip–Part 3 Rust and Pods

Well may you ask the connection between rust and pods, and further may you question the significance of a post about either of them. And I confess, I have no answer, except that something about each class intrigues me. What is it? The passage of time with its connection with our own lives? Durability? The charm of the flawed?

Near one of the stores where we shopped yesterday was an ancient gasoline pump. Broken. Rusted.  Beautiful. Its sides were pitted with decay.imageimage

In a clump beside the old pump was a stand of yellow flowers (black-eyed susans?) that with a flourish had shot up the side of the flawed metal.        .image

image   Its brand was legible.     imageNearby in the things of rust was a fence.imageChains and iron of decay.

Pods abound here on my brother’s property. I’m enchanted.image.imageimage

One thought on “Pennsylvania Trip–Part 3 Rust and Pods

  1. Cynde Leaverton

    I share your intrigue in the rusty things! I have a saying that if it isn’t rusty or old it doesn’t belong in my yard. That has also flowed on into my home too. And that stuff also includes dried flowers, weeds, and cat tails, so your post hit me where my eye goes!! Love it and love you Sis.!!

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