fingers crossed, shovels ready

Today is the day. Tonight, once it’s cool enough to dare any sort of outdoor labor, we will drive to Rüsselsheim, and we will dig this wheel and it’s three brothers out of their 20-year-long resting place in the dirt. So, if you happen to think of it, around 18 here and high noon on America’s east coast, please visualize this wheel levitating, light as a feather. And while you’re at it, please imagine that the wheels haven’t completely disintegrated and can still make the 25 or so kilometers between it and it’s new home. That part comes tomorrow when, in exchange for some gas money and some sweat, a wagon all my own will be parked snugly in Mainz. !!!!!!!!!!!!

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