Rust is a great if a little hackneyed metaphor, so I’m surprised that I have so few “rust” songs in my stacks.
I found this in a box in the attic, a completely forgotten treasure. Here’s how this photo landed in my hands:
Rain is rare in my part of the world. It rains regularly only three months out of the year — and that’s in a good year. I miss the torrential summer afternoon […]