Thursday, June 7, 2012

Sunny Bucket

Sun's back!
 This large wooden bucket up back is filled with flowers reaching for the fingers of the sun this morning. Back on Stevens Avenue, I found a smaller version of one of these down in the dump, along side the Armory. When I went pollywog hunting in the cemetery ponds, it was a great receptacle for the young amphibians I caught. Later, after accumulating hundreds swimming about, I transferred them to a 5 gallon glass jug so I could watch them intently. Scrutinizing them, daily, and watching them grow their little legs and arms as they approached 'frogdom', was quite cool. When the jug started turning a slimy, ugly yellow-green and began to stink something awful, I knew the fun was over for another spring, and lugged the jug to the swamp down back and dumped the contents.
Free again! Free again!

12 comments:

  1. add to your charms...polywoggologist.

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  2. That's a good looking bucket. How can it be that I have never seen a real wooden bucket?

    I was a mother already when I first watched the metamorphosis of tadpoles. You're right, it's so cool. Then my daughter moved to the silk worm raising stage.

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  3. Birdman,
    Yes, I witnessed that! Stevens Aveune was the last of the great old days before life started to get complicated.

    'Freedom's Just another word, for nothing left to lose'
    Janice Joplin

    Lakeland Checks In!

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  4. I love your memories here. Ah, pollywogging!!

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  5. I remember having done the same thing here in France! I had forgotten that, until I read this post.. Thank you to remind me that fun times!

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  6. I did the same thing - it was magic!

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  7. Roll out the barrel, we'll have a barrel of fun...or frogs!

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  8. Aw, rats. For a minute I thought it was a whiskey barrel. You had some great advantages. We didn't have anything to hunt but pigeons.

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  9. We still do this here at the farmette.

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