"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."
-Hamlet, Act One, Scene Five
This above all: to thine ownself be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.” - (again with the Hamlet)
I can't imagine why I love moss on a roof so much, when I hate to see things fall apart. I want to look around to find traces of the house it belonged to.
Not forgotten as long as you're here remembering and sharing.
There's a two-seater up at Frank's family cottage. There is also indoor plumbing but when there are a lot of people staying throughout the summer, the outhouse still gets a good workout.
11 comments:
You captured the mystery of the place.
Oh, thank you, Messymimi.
On a cold morning like today, I'm glad I don't have to use one of those (that is, if that IS what I think it is....)
Great picture, though!
Yup, it is. And a two-seater to boot.
Relics like that are amazing for me. I took a good look at your photo.
Thank you, Red.
I can't imagine why I love moss on a roof so much, when I hate to see things fall apart.
I want to look around to find traces of the house it belonged to.
Mary Anne in Kentucky
I remember those well. It brings back fond memories.
Not forgotten as long as you're here remembering and sharing.
There's a two-seater up at Frank's family cottage. There is also indoor plumbing but when there are a lot of people staying throughout the summer, the outhouse still gets a good workout.
As well it should, Hilary.
Solarity, if it helps the house is still standing.
Redbush, distance lends a fondness, doesn't it?
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