© 2014 Michael Fiveson
A very old and time beaten relic that must have a been a popular and solitary place once.
Mike's Look at Life
Photography, memoirs, random thoughts.
© 2014 Michael Fiveson
A very old and time beaten relic that must have a been a popular and solitary place once.
Mike's Look at Life 
Wonderful! Sit in there on that imaginary toilet, with the imaginary door closed (the imaginary door with the half-moon in it), Peek up through the slatted ceiling at the stars and ponder life and the universe.
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The toilet is not imaginary. Quite real, and I suppose would suffice for an emergency. Or not.
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Damn! Forgot the toilet paper!!
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Use your sock.
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OH YUCK! How could you!
I’ve now noticed the toilet! Thought that was just a wooden wall I was looking at. 🙂
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No need to offer room spray, it’s an ‘always fresh’ loo. LOL
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Sunny too 😉
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It’s the spiders that get me. You can’t really do your thing when there are giant crawlie things sharing your space. That brought back memories. A light of memories. Too many memories. That must mean it’s a good picture.
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Someone once told me about corn cobs and I’ve been trying to forget it for years now. Guess I’ll have to wait until I’m senile. Shouldn’t be too long.
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I don’t want to know!
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I love this picture I haven’t had slit of time but I would like to add this one to my lust of paintings
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Hey David. Do it.
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I can hear the creaking of the old door opening and in this case falling off. Really like the effect of the light from the holes in the roof shining on the walls.
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That light gives it an added creep factor that I like as well.
The whole thing makes me very proud of my proper indoor plumbing.
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Interesting.
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ok.
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I wonder if that what where they dumped the chamber pot in or there was some sort of toilet there?
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It is what is commonly known as an outhouse and was in fact a place to go to the bathroom. There was a big hole dug under it and a seat, of sorts, to sit on.
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Definitely exudes creep factor… 🙂
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And some EWWWW too.
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🙂
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I think I’ll just hold it in till I get home.
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Always save your chewed corn on the cob…
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Gives new meaning to ♪♫ “Skip to my loo.” 🙂
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Yes, now that you mention it. Hmmmm.
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Too bad the Sears Roebuck catalog is no more.
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But corn is still grown.
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I love the light coming through the slats in the wood … believe it or not, this one looks better than some porta pohns I’ve used at VT Football games 🙂
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Porta potties are nasty things. That is where I learned to hold my breath for extended periods of time. That led to establishing 7 world records for free diving (without equipment.) Now when I really need some alone time I can just jump into the nearest deep lake or ocean.
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Imagine the splinters….
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splinters….?
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Oh, yes. I thought we were talking about Schmeckles.
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Well…splinters on Schmeckles if he wanders that far….
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Yes, well I can imagine both the splinters and the inconvenience. That loo would be no fun in a Colorado winter. Not that it would ever have been much fun.
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Well, no, not much fun…but better than a trench in a blizzard. 😉
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