Tip your top

The sun-splunky southwest metropolis provides the most perfect of environs for that cute little creature, the VW Beetle convertible. Round and squat, pudgy and puckish, the VW Beetle convertible scoots with abandon around the lakes, letting in the sunshine and the starlight, the kid shouts and the dog barks. The virtues of this adorable vehicle are too numerous to mention, though it runs afoul under one especially malodorous condition, namely when driving behind a dumptruck. In the summer. On a hot day. For a while. So while we at Brighlty recommend that you who are the companions of a VW Beetle convertible tip the top on sunny summery days, we also suggest you keep the lid on when tracking trash trucks.

On trash, convertible, and cuteness, the Dickinsonian oracle pronounces:

Lift it - with the Feathers
Not alone we fly -
Launch it - the aquatic
Not the only sea -
Advocate the Azure
To the lower Eyes -
He has obligation
Who has Paradise -
(E. Dickinson, 1362)