Still on the Edge in Sumas

Last weekend we were at the cabin, and I got to light a fire for the second time in the stove. Otherwise not much time to tinker, though she started up on the first try once again. Mechanically she's near flawless.

I want the bus to be a painted whore, and the most mystical, erotic, and mysterious vision that she can be. After all, what is the difference.