A 1940 International pickup is a rusty reminder that time takes a toll on everything.
Royston, Ga., 85 miles north of Atlanta.
No. 107: Time’s Arrow
It Was Running When I Parked It
Beneath the pines and entangled in kudzu they lie — old cars, old trucks, erstwhile haulers of family and produce. Forgotten but not gone.
It Was Running When I Parked It 