Before we go there, I must share one photo.

Max sleeping in his Serta Perfect Sleeper that’s full of his toys and perched on the steering wheel. Normally, it’s on the floor but he doesn’t sleep in it there. It’s been on the steering wheel lately to get it out of the way. He still gets his toys out of it once in a while, but this is the first time he’s slept in it;.

The trip to Joshua Tree only takes about 20-30 minutes because it’s just down the road a little bit. The road is California 62. That’s the main artery in this neck of the desert.

When we got to town Diane spied a lot of craft vendors at the western-most part of town, so we stopped to have a look. This is a relaxed young lady and some of the things she made. The was way more than you can see in the photo, so it was evident that she’s been very busy. I didn’t ask for a name so I can just make one up even though this is the only photo I have of her. let’s call her Laidback Lilly. That would be LBL for short.

This Winnebago was parked across the side street from the vendors. It’s a 1986 Chieftan. I wanted to stop and look at it as we were leaving the area, but Diane was driving and just ignored me. We just whizzed right on past it. The best choice, for sure. Besides, it’s priced well beyond our $500 limit. Or is it a $300 limit? Les?

Our next planned stop was to visit the Noah Purifoy Outdoor Desert Art Museum. Turns out it’s located off the beaten path almost in the middle of nowhere. The road was paved for most of the trip, but toward the end it got real nasty.

You can check the link above for specifics and I’ll just toss out a bunch of photos I took. All of the art appears to be made from things you might find in a hoarder’s garage. Stuff that’s been laying around for a long time. In the weather. Since all of it is exposed to the elements, all the time, it just keeps adding to the ambiance. So, here come the pictures. You will probably recognize most of the stuff for what it is but if you’re like me, the reasoning behind how the pieces are welded, bolted, screwed, and nailed together might take a little concentration.

Which way to start?

This one is called the “Band Wagon”. They all have little signs for the names and date made, but most of them just read” no name”Untitled”. I kinda understand this one.

Not true for many others.

The home office, I presume.

The music studio.

The communications room.

The sports bar.

Spare parts.

Diane said this one looked like a wine bottle cork. It’s made from metal shavings from various size drills. Maybe from a lathe.

In my head I visualized Mr. Purifoy spending hours pondering about each piece, placing each of them exactly where they belonged.

Max was even confused by some of them, and he may have blessed them when I wasn’t looking.

I knew this was an igloo right away!

That’s all I have.