Vintage Signs

I have seen the Signs, Signs meme for quite some time and never seem to have the right photo to submit; but during our weekend in Cass, West Virginia we were driving around the countryside and stopped at a gas station to fill up. When I pulled up I saw these restroom signs that were straight out of the sixties and my memories of day trips with my family growing up. Back then we always needed to keep an eye out for a gas station when we needed to use the restroom. They were few and far between and the gas station was just that - a gas station. You could buy gas, get a tire changed or minor repairs and use the restroom. Sometimes you might find an old fashioned coke machine inside or an ice cream freezer. On our visit this station was being run as it had been for decades with simple services and amenities. The once helpful station attendant was long gone so hubby put gas in our tank, we made use of the restroom not knowing when we'd see the next one and we shared a really frozen ice cream bar. What we didn't find at this quaint little station was yesterday's gas prices!

Litter Camera

Time for a Nature Note this week. A couple of weeks ago I took photos of my closed up yucca plant (here). This week I was standing at my dining room window trying to get some pictures of a little bunny munching on the clover in the yard (photos soon to come) when I noticed the yucca was beginning to bloom. I snapped a shot of it through the window thinking I would go out later and take some shots. I've been busy this week and that didn't happen so I used my photo software to create a little impressionist painting for you. All of those buds in the background have all since burst into bloom!Michelle of Nature Notes has also taken over hostess duties for Thinking Green Thursday and I saw something this week that made me realize how far environmentally we haven't come in this country.
Bear with me here for a moment.
Years ago it was practice to bury loved ones near the home place. My husband's family did just that dating back to his great grandparents time. This past Friday we went to visit that cemetery on family owned land. When I tell you it is in the middle of nowhere, believe me, it is in the middle of nowhere. It is a good twenty miles back into a forested area. Don't get me wrong people still live there as evidence of utility poles suggest; but, they are few and far between and you mostly have to go up little gravel offshoots of the road to find them. Imagine our surprise when we rounded a turn and saw this sign.
When I was growing up there was always a litter campaign on TV. Many of you might remember the lone tear sliding down the face of an American Indian. I remember signs stating $500 fine for littering. They're still around. What is sad is that all these years later after my youth we still have to be concerned about litter and illegal dumping. Some folks just can't seem to take care of their trash and unused items properly.
Now I didn't see any cameras or illegal dumping at this spot; but with this amount of fine posted would anybody dare to chance it?

Camera or not, the sign, thankfully, seemed to be a deterrent.

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