3. In Harness

Gradually getting into repair and the miracles of new frame straightening machinery, Evonne's vehicles slowly repair with the help of others.  The machines no longer buck and lie sadly on their sides.  The rebuilt or healing vehicles are now content to travel to physician's offices sometimes taking routes which turn in one direction only.  Evonne holds the steering wheel tightly in her hand never letting it go, almost unconscious of what fatigue is, since most days are spent sleeping.  Trucks are now perceived everywhere. 

5. Tamed

Under the green willow tree... that is not too close to the septic system... and by the ancient mountain stream... which also does not interfere, Evonne is set at liberty to pursue her own pleasures as long as they are not any more physically demanding than shuffleboard and Parcheesi.  At the eventide when a grey mist descends on the pasture, Evonne goes back to bed with several cats following her for no reason at all.

6. Unimpeded

On the verdant field Evonne contentedly lies idling her time away, writing silly stuff due to the inability to get full employment because of time off from work combined with the downturn in the economy.  No whip is needed now, nor any kind of restraint; the realization is that these things are ever-present in the world should one ever have the need to suddenly require one or the other. Why bother carrying either?  They just take up room and carrying all that stuff can add to shoulder and back problems later among other things.  Evonne sits leisurely under the pine tree, howling alternating incantations of peace and prosperity, overflowing with joy once forgetting about the bank account balance.    

7. Laissez Faire

The spring stream in the evening sun flows languidly along the willow-lined bank, In the hazy atmosphere the meadow grass is seen growing thick; because Evonne still is not quite able to mow the lawn or do any landscaping just yet.  When hungry she grazes, when thirsty she quaffs, as time sweetly slides telling stories about never mowing the lawn in paradise. She still sleeps hours not worrying about anything that goes on about her.

8. All Forgotten

The vehicle all in white is now surrounded by the white clouds. The woman is perfectly at his ease and semi-care-free still participating in regular maintenance and replacment...  So is her companion who has the first starter replaced at 100,000 miles and the first brake change at 120,000 miles, apparently neither stopping or starting (much). The white clouds penetrated by the moon-light cast their white shadows below. The white clouds and the bright moon light each following its course of movement towards beginnings finally ending and endings becoming beginnings once again until it is hard to say exactly where one is.  As the old saying goes, "Just keep driving."

10. Both Vanished

Both the woman and the vehicles have disappeared, no traces are left. Since this has not happened yet, at least not for more than a short time, I always have fun hoping this means they are on exotic vacations and have a little more cash to go around. That is just for fun though. (Cheeze.  It must be nice to be enlightened, sipping brightly colored drinks along with good-looking and loving mates on location.  Giggle... snort.   )  The bright moon-light is empty and shadowless with all the ten-thousand objects in it; If anyone should ask the meaning of this, behold the lilies of the field and its fresh sweet-scented verdure.  The lawn has been mowed, the yard landscaped, the vehicle no longer needs a new sensor and the check engine light has gone back off... as if it was never on at all.