♪♫Your Plastic Pal Who’s Fun to be With…♪♫
My folks got their first dryer when we lived in Michigan, and they had another baby. Mom tried hanging his nappies out on the line to dry, but in fair weather it was too damp, and in cold weather, they froze.
In this case, the scouts helped with the meals, but since it was a family weekend, the scoutmaster cooked for the parents.
The past few weeks here any clothes on the clotheslines would be covered with yellow pollen. I do love being able to hang certain things out on a clothesline, but sadly ours broke and we haven’t repaired it yet.
My favorite family Scouting weekends were with the scoutmasters who were old hands at setting up the cooking area. My favorite guy could have five stoves up and the coffee perking before anyone else was finished with their tent. (He also knew enough to bring sugar and milk for those of us who never learned to take our coffee black.)
Isn’t there a nice loop on your backpack to hang your percolator pot onto? Or maybe just take an espresso pot.
♪♫"You’ll wonder where the yellow went…"♫♪
Grandma totally missed out on her revenge: pretend to have a heart attack. Then I doubt they’d try that again.
My best wishes for your friend. I hope she is better soon.
Thank you! You’ve found it for me. I was going to mention that humans only drove them to extinction indirectly. (But still, they brought the invasive species to the dodos’ islands.)