Thursday, March 22, 2012

Fireflies

Musicman is a car guy. We both enjoy going to classic car shows.  If I've learned anything about working on classic cars over the years(and I have) it's that once you start fixing one thing you end up having to fix a bunch more things. The effects of wear and tear, and rust and debris on the vehicle make the broken pieces hard to fix without sometimes causing more damage. Then you have to fix that damage, and sometimes the pieces just disintegrate in your hands and have to be totally replaced or fabricated anew. People who undertake to restore a classic car sometimes call them project cars, because everything about it turns into a project.

The Classic Car Club of America defines a classic car as being between 20 and 40 years old and everything over 45 years old is classified as an antique. I guess in these terms Musicman is an antique, unfortunately we are the same age, so I guess I am too.  This current restoration project we have embarked on is turning into a bigger project then either of us expected, but so worth the work.

With the advent of spring the classic cars are starting to populate the roads again, soon the shows will start. Our project isn't quite done yet, just a little more work though and we will be road ready.



For me, thoughts of cars always turn to the car Musicman drove when we first met.  It was just like the one in the picture.

I loved that car.

I hated that car.

We had so much fun in that car.

That car went way too fast and sometimes terrified me.

One of my favorite things to do in that car was to go out to a place not far from our home. The place is a State Park that has a spillway and dam on the property. There is a pine tree situated at the corner of the dam. In the spring, if you park by the pine tree at dusk, you can look out over the valley and watch it come to life and slowly light up like a city.

The lights are fireflies and I find them breathtaking and magical.

Spring is here, but the fireflies haven't come back yet. We have a little more time to finish our restoration project. When it's done, and Musicman is healthy again, I have a memory I want to make.

The memory involves Musicman and me and a pine tree that over looks a valley of fireflies, crowned by the night sky, whose stars add to the unearthly glow. 

                                            Lightning Bugs

22 comments:

  1. Sounds like a wonderful memory my dear. I hope it happens soon.

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    1. I have time, it's a little early yet for them.

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  2. Sounds lovely to me! :) I have fond memories of the car Michael had when we started dating too. It also went very fast. I thought it was exciting. :)

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    1. We did have lots of exciting times in that car :) He used to say he had to drive it fast because of the stripes.

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  3. I drove a car like that up a telephone pole when I was in 9th grade...

    I love classic cars.

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    1. Oh, ouch!!!! LOL. There is something sexy about them isn't there? The big seats maybe? Or maybe all the power?

      For me it's the guy that sits in that big seat and controls all that power. And when he lets me lay my head in his lap and play while he drives, well, even better :)

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  4. What a romantic memory. I bet reliving it would be so wonderful for you two!

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    1. We will and it will be wonderful. We haven't had that car in years, but we still go to play with the fireflies when we can.

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  5. What a lovely image. I want to see that too..

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    1. Oh Conina, I hope you get to sometime, it really is magical.

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  6. Aww I love reminiscing. I have fond memories of Mitch's 1st car too. Nothing classic about it at all. It was a wreck! With a hole in the floor that you could see the road through!

    Dee x

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    1. OMG, Musicman had a car prior to this one that had a hole in the floor boards too. It was before he met me, but I've heard the stories about it. Apparently it often looked like he had run over a garbage can, but the inside was clean. Must be a right of passage for teenage boys, lol.

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  7. So beautiful. And of course i love the "making memories" part.

    hugs,

    aisha

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    1. aisha,

      Frolicking with fireflies is a memory I highly recommend to everyone. It feeds the soul :)

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  8. Oh I love fireflies. We love to sit outside and watch the dance. Humm...I wonder what kinds of memories we might make out there this summer... Thanks for the idea and I sure hope you get to make yours happen.

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    1. Oh Susie, let me tell ya girl....

      We have a pool, it has a privacy fence and a locking gate. Heeheehee. A hot evening, watching fireflies and skinny dipping with Musicman, that's what heaven is gonna look like to me :)

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  9. Love old cars and enjoyed the picture reminded of my days growing up in Ohio and chasing lightning bugs.

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    1. I'm glad the picture evoked good memories for you.

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    1. Didn't know I was on yahoo news, so I'm sorry, but I have no tips.

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  11. my husband loves cars and Nascar...and I...well, I love my husband...

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