So the sun has finally graced the northern states. It's still in the 50's, but we're all frolicking without jackets like it's 80. Some have even donned shorts. Vitamin D tends to do that to us.
Excitement about the sun isn't limited to the exposure of bare arms and legs. It's also a green flag, coaxing all the fun cars out of hiding. They slink around town, hang out by the mill pond, wink at us suggestively and say, "How 'bout a ride, eh?"
(In case you didn't know, the cars here have Canadian accents.)
A typical cruise on I96 often shakes out a few interesting automobiles. Here's the 2010 Buick Lacrosse, still covered in tape. I don't know about you, but it's got nothin' on the Fiesta.
Later that day we took a stroll around our tiny downtown area and found a pair of Porsches sunbathing.
And just a block further, we found the only true gem of the day -- a Jaguar E-Type. Niiiiice.
On the other side of the pond (Lake Michigan of course), Joel's mom had a coming out party for her new smart fortwo. Sorry, Ford. Wish we would have had a Fiesta a couple months ago -- could have done a marketing pitch! (Note: The young lady in the photo is not Joel's mom. That would just be weird.)