Tuesday, November 25


fire-engine red. there's no shade quite like it. the other night, i figured out why.

this engine station housed an impressive collection of retired fire trucks. i couldn't help but stare at some of these noble vehicles for quite some time. what is it about them that makes me feel like a little kid...and perhaps even, like a little boy?

1 comment:

ana dane said...

every time i see a fire truck, i think about your ride in one some birthday night (jackie's, maybe?). you said they're much smaller inside (and less comfortable) than you'd think.

it always makes me laugh.