Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Outhouses . . . friend or foe?
The door is padlocked, or
there's a stick in front to keep the door shut and the skunks out.
It's close to a big bee farm in a field of clover and dandelions.
The door won't stay shut. There's no lock.
It's buried in snow. The door won't open.
You have to bring your own supplies.
It's a beautiful thing?
It's an ugly beast?
When you were a girl scout (or a boy scout), and had latrine cleaning duty, the skunk stick was always on the ground and the door was cracked open . . .
Outhouses. Friend or foe?
You never know, no matter what the season, how to navigate their folly.
They are things of curiosity. Sometimes necessity.
Bring friends. Let them go first!