So I was walking along a small track, near where we're staying in Gaillac, and came across this car, rusting away in a corner of a field. No idea how it got there, or who owned it. Even its type was hard to discern as it was misshapen.. A lump of tangled metal. Yet it must have been someone's pride and joy once upon a time. Hard-earned cash bought it.. But here it is, forgotten. Made me think of how we move on to new things setting aside once loved possessions for the new. Disposable.
We even do this with people... So be careful with those we value, and take care of them.