Day 2249: What I saw at the Hoinda dealer!

new wig: ink, watercolor & collage

If a postcard makes me laugh, to me, it's a winner.

This was a bald lady, waiting for hair. (see below)

Instead, she got a wig!

She asked if it was too much?

I said, Nah! What do you think?

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I drive a older Honda Hybrid.  92,000 miles and counting.

My Grandhunks call it a Prius, but it is a Honda. 

Regular gas, 38 mpg in town, 

55 mpg once on a trip to Paso Robles.

It requires service about once a year ... 

when the yellow light comes on. About $200.

It does everything I need it to do, 

and I should have had it sooner.

Sometimes when the weather shifts, 

it tells me to check tire pressure.

I know I don't have a low tire, 

my Dad taught me how to determine that.

But the little reminder repeats, "check the tire pressure!"

My Honda dealer says bring it in.

I do, they take it and they check, 

adjust the tires pressure, and I am off.

Fifteen minutes tops, including take in time. Free.

And so I took pictures, not of new cars, 

or the freeway nearby, but ...

my shoe, as reference? ;o)

I can usually find something I like to look at, anywhere.

Art-wise, I am again working on postcards.

I always promise the students in my class ...

a handmade postcard as thanks for taking the class.

These are all at various states of completion. 

Some bald ...

I am hoping to finish them, and mail this weekend.

Oh, and there's a new stamp in town ...

I like it! What do you think?

A smile for Saturday ...