tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post882977910716904055..comments2023-07-08T06:45:37.946-06:00Comments on Penrose Mornings: Blood Family Blog: The Sweet Odours of Spring!Dwighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06174492647465668322noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-49934243987650689742008-04-23T07:51:00.000-06:002008-04-23T07:51:00.000-06:00There definitely was something out there in the da...There definitely was something out there in the dark. I hated going on the little walk at night. I was certain that the train we could hear so clearly as it pulled into Garland was going to get me. It didn't matter that there were no tracks.<BR/>Then there were the times when we (I think it was Steve) would throw small pebbles on the tin roof when we thought it was a sibbling who was inside "Aunt Mary's" only to have it be Mother or Dad.Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06652616779595499610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-8930734403750350452008-04-22T08:02:00.000-06:002008-04-22T08:02:00.000-06:00That, sister dear, is what is called the outdoor f...That, sister dear, is what is called the outdoor facilites. Or, as we used to call it, "Aunt Mary's". One could hide the Reader's Digest in the little box that held the extra t.p., and sit and cogitate while someone else did the dishes. Or sit on a cold winter's night with the door open and see the constellation Orion in the night sky. These are experiences that city kids with indoor plumbing missed completely. Or, we were forced to enjoy the light show when the Northern Lights were flashing across the north sky on a cold winter's night. Our friends with indoor plumbing were disadvantaged. But on a very dark night, even with the bright yard light casting it's glow, those last steps to the back porch were made in a running leap, because there might have been something out there in the dark.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14728351230605312730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-3766993094220087202008-04-19T20:14:00.000-06:002008-04-19T20:14:00.000-06:00Oh Look! There is the outhouse!Oh Look! There is the outhouse!Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09288597968563641842noreply@blogger.com