May 15, 2008. Harper Texas. Fancy cars.

It seems foolish to say, but until you go in the door, you'll never find out what is going on inside. Street Dreams, Classic Cars, is on the sign in front of this large metal building, but it is difficult to tell what they do. The place is a bit outside Frederickberg on a quiet rural lane, on the road less travelled we take from Harper. We have spoken about the place often, trying to figure out what they do or whether it was a museum or showcase. The only clue from the road is two old gas pumps displayed in the window. Today we went in and what a surprise. In front of our eyes were about seventy vintage cars, all in perfect condition and ready to be sold. No one was there, so we just started looking at this display of the biggest cars that we knew well from our youth. We had forgotten that cars were so big. Finally a man appeared and Ken asked if this was a used car lot. He said, "No, this is a toy store."

We spent a long time choosing the one we wanted, but we could not agree. Ken wanted the '36Chevy truck, and I wanted a two seater Thunderbird, very long and very sleek. And I kind of liked the '53Olds, white with very round everything. Other than those two sentences with Ken, we were alone in the whole building. Not another soul in sight. We loved it. But I needed my Friend John B. because I know nothing about old cars. Their web site is streetdreamstexas.com, or Info@streetdreamstexas.com. Of course these cars are expensive, ranging from Fifteen to eighty thousand. But they are in perfect condition and ready to buy. The interesting thing was that no one was there to take our money. And that was a good thing.

Today we had a mission. Our grandaughter Abigail is having a birthday next week, and her choice of a gift was art, so in we went to the galleries in Fredericksburg. Several years ago I stopped giving toys to the girls, so rotate between books, toys, art or a shopping trip. Sometimes I choose and sometimes I ask them to choose. This year Abigail chose art, and art she will be given. The Whistle Pic is our favorite gallery, but we love to look but never buy there, and we can not quite figure out why. Perhaps they treat us as poor relatives. We certainly always look that way. At The Fredericksburg Art Gallery we have purchase many pieces and we were successful today. It is actually quite difficult to choose what will appeal to a nine year old today but she will still like at forty. I am excited with our choice and am anxious to give them to her tomorrow, where we are all going to The Melting Pot for her Birthday dinner. We will have a grand time.