The snow was melting fast. There was no time to waste so I decided to paint the last snow drifts that were to be found on the shaded, northern flanks of the Singleton marble ridges. I thought that the "intimate, friendly, private place" of the privy would be a great place to paint. The snow would be gone in one more day. There was way less snow than on January 25th, 2021 when I recorded #2473 "Singleton Pioneer Privy". This was a two seater privy but I really can't imagine both spaces being occupied at the same time.
Every language has euphemisms regarding bathrooms and private places like the privy. We rarely describe them by their given names. For toilets especially, we say cryptic things like:
- I’m going to see a man about a horse.
- I’m going to the powder room.
- I need a Number 1 (pee) or Number 2 (poo).
- I need to use the little girls’ / little boys’ room.
- I need to use the sand box.
The red shouldered hawk kept an eye on me and screeched repeatedly. I heard many bird songs that I did not recognize. The Singleton Sanctuary is a special place.
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