Long time, no see. World has changed in the past month, Americans' day to day. Most engines (social, economic, medical) are struggling, sputtering, awaiting roadside or any assistance. A friend just moved to the country, what do you see out the window? Her ugly propane tank. Which leads to a rabbit hole search of propane tank as public art. No, I am not going to host-post a pinterest style page of clippings. Well, maybe just one link. I had such a fondness for sitting atop the propane tank at the farm as a child, go cowgirl.By then the cows and horses had been given their exit, gardens remained, and some chickens, steered by a mean rooster.
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I tink I have a photo of Steve Hoy playing saxophone while straddling the propane tank outside the trailer. Or maybe it is a movie. I will have to look.
Hopefully you are more organized than I. My house is one big messy cloud.
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