After the last bout of rainfall, Black Angus dot a green Sonoma county field at the edge of the San Pablo Wildlife Refuge. A short distance further, a most curious structure looms in the vast marshland on the east side of California Highway 37 between Sears Point and Mare Island. The structure is familiar; its location is baffling.
Labeled ‘The Lone Toilet’ it never fails to catch my attention no matter how often my travels take me past it.
A few months ago, a odd addition found its way into the facility…not this marsh dweller
but this invader…
I can’t say I enjoyed seeing the individual perched on the throne in a number of subsequent drive-bys. In fact, I thought the figure took something away from the uniqueness of the structure’s place in the landscape. It diminished my experience. Someone else’s too, I imagine, since the character has been moved in recent months…much to my satisfaction 🙂
Rather than retelling the story behind this architectural wonder, I’ll just add this here:
Given all the poop going on in the world today, I thought you might appreciate an enlightening tale about a lone loo and a little latrine levity to boot.
Thank You for stopping by
Latrine Levity! I love it!
Thank you Sandra 🙂
“A penny for your thoughts.” Strange saying considering you had to insert a penny into a slot to get the toilet door open in the public bathroom at Central Railway Station (Sydney) when I was a kid in the 50s 🤔😄
Oh, you make me laugh, Lyn. That’s pretty cheap for such a heavy load of ‘thoughts’! Be well 🙂
You sure put a smile on my face today, Donna. What a great post. Thanks so much.
Happy to oblige, Rosi…just paying you back for all you’ve given me. Let’s keep smiling 🙂