Day 151, "Every picture has a story"
As I have said before this house holds many stories and even though it does not exist anymore perhaps it had many secrets as well! We have rain today. I just drove over to the courts and they are flooded so "for sure" there will be no 9:00 tennis today and I am guessing no AM tennis period. It is supposed to rain much of the day. BUT the story of OUR HOUSE TODAY IS:
As you look at the house east is to the right on this picture. Because of my one hole golf course I can tell you that if you stood near the door you would be 100 yards from the road that comes from the south and goes north towards the lake. If you were to walk out the door and go east you would see Mom's garden to the right of those trees. To the right of that would be a grassy area about 30 feet wide (narrow for a golf fairway!) and on the right side of the grassy area would be the driveway into our farm. On the other side of the driveway would be a large grassy area that was just that, tall grass and the place my golf balls would often end up! All of this tells a person that the driveway was about 10 feet wide running from the road to the middle of our yard. For some reason (maybe money) Dad never put any gravel on the driveway. That was fine until the rains came and then it was one muddy trail! About 2/3 of the way from the road to the yard there was a dip in the driveway which was about 10 feet in length. That allowed water from the grassy area and the garden to drain to the south. BUT it was a GREAT play to play when it rained. Get it? It is raining today which made me think of it! Often when it rained I would take my shirt off, roll up my pants, take my shoes off and spend time in the driveway where the dip was. I would take a hoe and make little rivers. I would make a dam and then let it slowly drain. I would make little paths in the mud with my bare feet and watch the water swirl around and through the mud. I am surprised I didn't become some kind of engineer! I would spend hours, if there was enough rain, playing in the mud and enjoying the squeeze of the mud in my toes. When the driveway became a mud hole we would have to drive on the south grassy side if we were going some place so as not to get stuck in the mud. I would always make sure my rivers and streams took the water right through the grass so as not to get it too soggy! As I look back on those days I guess it is a lesson in making fun with no toys.
It will be a day to stay inside and read or to work--maybe to read! I did leave the car out of the garage when I returned from the courts. After it gets good and wet I will drive it in and wipe it dry. An easy way to wash it. I am going to go out for lunch with some guys. Del, who had a stroke over the weekend, is already out of the hospital. At first it sounded like it was VERY serious but presto he is better. He said they went through his leg, into his chest and then into his head to vacuum out the blood clot. Oh my I am not sure if it was a miracle or if it was just modern medicine at its best. Regardless he was actually standing at the courts yesterday watching his wife play tennis.
No it is time to take care of the breakfast dishes, drink the last sip of FP and then settle down for some reading.
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