23 August, 2010

~ Rescue ~


I have fallen in love. It is not to be wondered at, nor should anyone be surprised - I fall in love with someone/something/somewhere/somewhen daily - but this time ... this time it is different.

Oh alright, perhaps it is not different so much as it is 'here we go again.' Fine, have it your way.

Still ... who can blame me?


She is, as so many of my greatest passions have been, a rescue case. She had been condemned to what amounts to being drawn and quartered. That is to say, she was to have died a horrendous death, to have been donated to the firemen for extrication practice ... eaten, ironically, by the Jaws of Life.

By the time twenty-four hours have passed, she will have taken up residence in our back driveway.


Her looks have faded, it is true, but she has the bones of a great beauty, and I have no doubt she will respond to loving care.

She has not yet told me her name ... though I am certain I can hear her whispering ...


Peace ~

3 comments:

doulanana said...

Outstanding prose as usual!

AmyInKy said...

Hello my friend!

So, you saved a car? I love how descriptive you are. :)

Heather Prins said...

HI MYLENE. i 'MET' YOU YEARS AGO ON A FORUM FOR CANADAIAN SCRAPPERS, I WAS WONDERING IF YOU ARE STILL A PART OF THAT FORUM AND HOW I COULD FIND IT AGAIN? tia