Took this a few weeks ago when we had more sunlight. (Another gray day today, with a light dusting of snow this time). It’s a curious building, larger than a usual garage. Reminds me of a small barn. Probably from the days when people raised a few small animals on their property; chickens, goats, and had large gardens.
And some children must have lived there who liked to shoot hoops; a game of H-O-R-S-E. We had a hoop on our garage when I was growing up. But we lived in the country and the driveway was graveled. Dribbling shot the b-ball off in unpredictable directions. So we made up our own game instead.
What games did you play?
4 comments:
games? chasing my shadow
with hope
someone else's shadow
would amble a
long side,
and another,
until a circle
of pals -
game over when imagination
couldn't conceive
one more
stranger
wanting
to play with
such
a stranger
Thank you for your poignant verse, Anon. May you now have friends, good friends, instead of shadows...
I like the poem, anon, and echo Ms. M's wish.
Nice photo, Ms. M. It does remind me of a barn. We used to play HORSE when I was a teenager. My next door neighbors had a flat driveway and a basketball hoop. Thanks for the memory.
I like your new profile shot!
Thanks, Petrea, for sharing your memory and comments. I thought it might be time for a profile upgrade.
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