Garage

One of the advantages of working in the city where I live is that I can now cycle to my work. On my way back home I pass the garage where my oldest son Marc is doing his internship on thursdays. It's a small, 'one man' garage, perfect for Marc as he is easely distracted. He loves to work there once a week, allways forgets about time and allways surprised that I'm there so early to pick him up (17.15 hours). I had to wait for a little while for him to clean his hands and was caught by the sun shining on an old oil 'thing'.
I plan to do more photographs at the garage. Lots of rusty things, old cars and tools. Blip paradise!