Sunday, July 19, 2009
Small town Sunday
When Mom was on vacation to the Pacific Northwest last week, she visited a very small town in Gray's Harbor County that held a part of her childhood: Her great-grandma's house. She drove by an' had to take a photograph of the house. It doesn't look as pretty or well-kept as it did in the late '70s an' early '80s. Mom doubts that there's still a huge garden in the backyard, either. Mom remembers learning to make beaded Christmas ornaments, admiring the paintings an' feather dioramas, eatin' frozen chocolate-covered bananas, an' havin' to be furry, furry quiet while visiting.
Mom's great-grandma had little birdies living in a cage in the dining room ... but no kitties or woofies. It doesn't sound like a furry fun place to visit to me ... I wonder if the current owners of that house know of the furry, furry, furry famous little boy who once visited his auntie at that house? Probably not ...
Dictated by Toffee K. Ripple Fuzzypants & Feline American Angels at 12:01:00 AM