If you have ever found an ‘OH I have to have it’ item you understand this tale. It did not start out as one of our vintage hunts but things happen. So we went to meet a friend to pick up our 65 pounds of honey. Trip up was pretty uneventful UNTIL we passed the architectural salvage store. To this day I remember seeing the trellis as we passed by and the OH I have to have moment but tempered with a rational thought of we should check that out on our way back. Thinking back this was most likely the first error in this trip.
Honey pickup achieved now back to the salvage shop for THE FIND! A large fleur de lis trellis made of rebar – sigh! Perfect for the garden – sigh. Okay, the right price after a bit of discussion, which I am rotten at but it worked out. Purchased – oh I bought a seven foot trellis over an hour from home and driving a ’04 Chevy Classic. [hint – it does not fit – ANYWHERE]. No bungees. No wrappings. No twine. So Rose is off to the local hardware store for transport stuff. I stay with the trellis. Once she returns we strap it down and protect the car roof with the cloak and chair cover found in the car. Head for home!!
Driving in the slow lane at about the minimum speed limit, we kept hearing a creaking. The images in my head were of lovely gouges in the roof of the car. People passing us pointing and laughing. Hmmm, is it really so odd to have something tied to the roof of a car? Suddenly we noticed that the point of the fleur was no longer visible – which would mean a slide of over a foot – oops. We pull over and put on the emergency lights. Timing is everything I have long believed it but never really appreciated as much as I did on this day.

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