According to Grok the vernal equinox occurred on Friday, March 20, 2026, at 10:46 a.m. EDT. At that time Camera Girl and I were probably in Walmart buying eggs, coffee and chop meat. When we got to the register the cashier was this friendly talkative old lady who wanted to tell us that if we took out one of our eggs, we could balance it on its end. She explained that it was because of “the e-quick.” Well, she was a very nice lady so I smiled and said, “That’s great.”
The reason I was along on this expedition was because Camera Girl’s twenty-year-old ride (Nelly) was in the shop and the surgeon wasn’t too sanguine on Nelly’s future. The brake lines were leaking but when Dr. Steve put her up on the lift, he found metastatic rust throughout the length and breadth of poor Nelly. Camera Girl was devastated and so was my bank account. The surgeon asked if a mercy-killing wasn’t the best option but as a devout “right to lifer” I said, “No!!!!” So, Dr. Steve left me with the sad news and said it would take a few days to get the parts and finish the work.
But when we got home slightly after the equinox, there was a message from Dr. Steve saying we could bring the patient home. We rushed to find Nelly looking alive and well. Dr. Steve said it was “a miracle.” Nelly wasn’t as far gone as he had initially thought. And equally importantly it hadn’t cost as much as I had feared. So, Camera Girl and Nelly were reunited. They drove home together and later on I celebrated this Equinox Miracle with a bowl of vanilla ice cream.
But the larger lesson I’ve learned is that nothing lasts forever. Not even blue Toyota Corollas. The power of New England winter road salt is existential. The body of a car may look pristine with a bright paint job and a functional cd player in the dash board. But the mortality that follows from chloride corrosion cracking is as final and fatal as death itself. Nelly has served us faithfully and well. And generations of our dogs have had their own blankets on the back seats that they relax on during trips to the vet’s office and the nail clipping place. And decades of grandkids have sat in the back seat elbowing each other and complaining about how cramped they are. But very soon all this will be disrupted. They will notice that Camera Girl’s old car is no more. And she is very sad about the whole thing. I am too! I have to buy another car.
Well, never look a gift horse in the mouth. We’ve been given a reprieve and I’ll start figuring out what Nelly II will be. And it turned out to be a nice day walking between stores and parking lots and I even had a nice review for my book on Amazon and some more sales. So, all in all it wasn’t a bad e-quick as e-quicks go.





