In case you’re wondering if this blog has gone adrift . . . I’ll just plead solstice-ogling syndrome. Why stay on course when a grape popsicle 1949 Mercury oozes by like this, and it’s tickling your tastebuds and it’s
for sale, although I did not ask any particulars.
Only at the mermaid parade could you get a photo like this, although the photographer here might
be photographing the Chevy here with a right angle spy lens. Or maybe she was putting me in the frame?
Rattus rod!
I’d let this guy park for free.
Mesa sunrise on this mid-1950s Lincoln?
And finally, seeing this old Ford made me remember this unit from
way south Coney Island Caribbean.
All photos by Will Van Dorp, who has now recalled that although Coney Island is surrounded (mostly) by the sixth boro, it is still part of Brooklyn.
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June 21, 2016 at 11:30 am
mageb
I’m having an awful lot of fun with your last few entries. No unclothed mermaids this year? Just lovely anyway you catch it all.
June 21, 2016 at 12:40 pm
tugster
it did seem the mermaids were more modest this year? i’m not sure what’s happening in the deeps.
June 21, 2016 at 11:57 am
bowsprite
no wonder you’re interested in the Henry Ford Museum!