1905
I lived there 80 years on for awhile, and even though those wheel tracks've long since vanished into the soil, there remained an old style black box with flimsy lid at eye level attached to my apartment house.
I imagine there is time to stop for a friendly chat with plenty of slow motion hours to deliver all the postcards before pff fades into the sunset.
posted by phil at 7:09 PM
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3 Comments:
Good morning Phil! You always find the best images! Doesn't he look stuffed inside his little mailcart? It's amazing how strong and powerful the horse looks.. and shiny! There is an equestrian center about 5 minutes from my house. I've been thinking about taking horseback riding lessons:) I can ride but am very rusty!
Not exactly the Pony Express; I guess he's the "Pony Local." Very cool image.
Be sure to wear a helmet, Marie. ;)
Yes, Chris, from a time of a one-horse town. :)
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