Old Car With A Tree Growing Through It

Here is a picture taken by somebody in my family, maybe my talented husband, I'm not too sure. The title is Old Car With A Tree Growing Through It, and it even has wooden floor boards, or what's left of them.

I have made more progress. I'm pretty happy about the way it's going. I do not hate formatting a screenplay. I don't hate it at all.

I set the timer for forty minutes of work, which may not sound like much, but sit there after forty minutes and you're not going to get anything done anyway. So I set the session for forty minutes with a twenty minute break. I like it. A little screen pops up and says "You've done enough, time for a break!" Or something like that. I did it twice although my second forty minute session was interrupted by some pet-related distraction. Or maybe it was something else. Yes, possibly I had to emergency-clean because someone was coming here. Yes. That should actually happen more. Not the interruptions, the emergency-cleaning. Anyway, I paused the timer thing. So I didn't lose any minutes. And when I went to start again the timer was still paused so I actually did more than forty minutes. I got fifteen pages when it's put into PDF form. I am really pretty happy about it.

The picture of the car was taken in April this year.  It's in the bush off a road called Bouvier Trail near the man-made hill that people like to snowboard down, breaking their various limbs in the winter. The hill is very steep and has jumps and tube things sticking out and it's just broken limbs waiting to happen. I wonder how it happened that somebody left a car there and leaves fell on it and trees began to grow through it. It had wooden frame pieces for the walls and roof. It's a very cool old car.