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…

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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.

BE WELL
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