A pale blue Honda Civic, circa 1985, parked along Route 14 not far from our house, has flown that nest.
The Honda had quite the winter, parked between an apartment building and the busy highway. The car was completely buried by snow at least twice. The back window was left cracked open. Someone removed the hood and then replaced it, repeatedly. One sunny afternoon, a young man washed its rear window with steaming hot water from a kitchen garbage can.
People have moved in and out of those apartments all winter, by pickup and U-Haul. Now, the Honda.
Craigslisted? Simply ready to roll?
While winter and road salt have eaten into Vermont, here’s an old Honda, hopping back on the road — or so I’m believing.
I’m going out to clean the pasture spring;I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too.
— From “The Pasture,” Robert Frost
House town offices, snowy Sunday morning
Stony Soil Vermont 
“Long may you run, Long may you run,
Although these changes have come,
With your chrome heart shining, in the sun,
Long may you run.”
Not that there is a lot of chrome on a Honda, but still.
Not bad. On this fully sunny morning in Vermont, anything is possible — even a Honda’s chrome heart.
Must have went to the wedding I predicted! Good to hear that hunk of machinery must have the spirit of your writing!
It’s definitely headed to a Vermont winter wedding, savoring some car-version of cake!
The Honda reminds of the Ford Anglia that become ‘wild’ in “Harry Potter, The Chamber of Secrets”.
That’s such an interesting connection! Oddly enough, my daughter’s been immersed in Harry Potter these days, and our house has been filled with Potteresque conversation…..