An everyday garage lined with automobiles having mechanical issues and men covered with grease, dirt and sweat determined to correct said issues.
Everyone has something to do except me, who should be enjoying that first red stripe of the day right about now. What am I going to do as I sit here watching these men continue to sweat as they move about the junky yard? I know….I’ll be a mild distraction and take pictures.
Mr. O found me a place to sit that wasn’t covered with car parts or tools or motor oil. What a gentleman.
My view from the “waiting area”.
