This morning, I went out early and opened the garage door to start the wash. I have one of those inside steam vent systems for our dryer, so lint doesn’t accumulate outside onto our AC. But, that’s another story. So, anyway, I always lift the door because of that and because of another reason. Them. I went back out a bit later and I was startled as I saw about 8 kids inside, but close to the edge where I could see the rain coming down. I recovered, smiled, and said good morning. I thought for a minute I was still half asleep or daydreaming and stepped back in time. But, then I remembered that when it rains or is cold all the kids at my girl’s bus stop in front of our house, come up in the garage and stand to get out of the elements. A place where they're welcome. I try to check the weather early before they all get to bus stop to have it ready for them. See, when I was a lil’ girl and lived in the mountains, our neighbor down at the bottom of our huge hill, well, they had a most beautiful farm. It was so neat and everything painted white. With corn and rasberries and all kinds of gorgeous colors. And they had this lil’ separate garage and, well, yes, you guessed it. They, umm…Mr. and Mrs. Seavers…used to get up and make sure it was open for us every morning to stand in and be out of the weather. A safe place where we were welcome, thank you! We lived in the Come hang out and rock and read with me here...
Monday, December 12, 2011
She'll Be Comin' 'Round The Mountain
This morning, I went out early and opened the garage door to start the wash. I have one of those inside steam vent systems for our dryer, so lint doesn’t accumulate outside onto our AC. But, that’s another story. So, anyway, I always lift the door because of that and because of another reason. Them. I went back out a bit later and I was startled as I saw about 8 kids inside, but close to the edge where I could see the rain coming down. I recovered, smiled, and said good morning. I thought for a minute I was still half asleep or daydreaming and stepped back in time. But, then I remembered that when it rains or is cold all the kids at my girl’s bus stop in front of our house, come up in the garage and stand to get out of the elements. A place where they're welcome. I try to check the weather early before they all get to bus stop to have it ready for them. See, when I was a lil’ girl and lived in the mountains, our neighbor down at the bottom of our huge hill, well, they had a most beautiful farm. It was so neat and everything painted white. With corn and rasberries and all kinds of gorgeous colors. And they had this lil’ separate garage and, well, yes, you guessed it. They, umm…Mr. and Mrs. Seavers…used to get up and make sure it was open for us every morning to stand in and be out of the weather. A safe place where we were welcome, thank you! We lived in the 
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