I went to bed early, never heard all the hoop-la, and see no need to change calendars yet.  I’m sticking far inland in the grove of the tree of knowledge.  It’s not that I have bad feelings about the new year;  rather, I have no feelings, no expectations, no resolve.  Eagerness might come tomorrow, or aging may have stifled it forever, obscuring the ways ahead as pine needles have these once-fine automobiles,

only a hint reveals here or there.

Maybe in a few days, after I put the new calendars up, things’ll get as defined as these shapes.  Identify this beauty?  Answers follow so that you can guess, that is, if you want to linger in this grove, as I certainly do.

Wandering in this grove, I’m looking back to get a sense of going forward.  And what I really see is what Jacek Yerka can render.  I even posted a grove car photo referring to him back almost six years ago.  You’re guessing the make and year of these machines, right?

Some of these shapes I can recall and associate with friends now lost, and

others challenge my memory.

Some could be dusted off and running in less than an hour,

and others . . . maybe need cutting loose from the vines, and

then some  . . . have been doomed by clueless work, ill-informed priorities.

More soon, if Will Van Dorp, who took these photos, decides he can postpone 2018 a bit more and stay in temporal limbo.

Oh, Here are IDs, at least my guesses, skipping over the truly unidentifiable, imho:  1953 Studebaker 2D Commander, 1953 Buick Roadmaster, 1961 Buick LeSabre, 1961 Borgward Isabella, 1938 Ford firetruck, 1941 Ford Deluxe