Norwegian Farmer’s Son…April 24th

April 24th…“BACK IN YOUR FARM DAYS AS A YOUNG BOY, WHERE WERE YOUR BEST PLACES TO HIDE, JUST FOR THE FUN OF BEING SNEAKY?

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The roof of the green chicken house, at the top of this photo, was one of Elliott’s favorite places to hide when he felt like being a secret agent man. 😉  At the bottom, you can see our mother at the doorway of our home.

Anyplace on our farm where a skinny body with a fat imagination could dream up, well, that’s where I’d hide.  Depending on the occasion, I sure had fun playing Side n Heek…..errr, umm … make that, Hide n Seek! 😉

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Peekaboo on you!

One of my favorite places of secrecy was shinnying up the roof of our green chicken coop there on our farm back in my young Minnesota days.  Once I had achieved the initial climb to the lower roof,  I’d belly crawl to the ridge and peer over the precipice and down upon any unsuspecting family or visitors below.  Oblivious to being spied upon, the folk below me would be carrying on conversations within my gaze without the knowledge that they were under the scrutiny of my “secret agent” surveillance.

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When “nature called”, this was another place for Elliott to “hide”.

If the “call of nature” started pressing upon my kidneys (or more), my aerie of secrecy was handily located nearby to our farm’s outhouse.  All I need do, was to slither my stealthful self off of the roof, go and “doo my duty” and then slither back up high to my boyhood version of a mountain lair of being a little recluse once again.

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Elliott “melted” into the cornfield.

The mid-Summer cornfields on our farm brought more ideas for hiding.  If I could find a green shirt in my closet, then I became nearly invisible while slunking around in our cornfields.  Peering out to the world around me was so fun while sneaky me was hidden in complete seclusion among the innumerable rows of those green giants of cornstalks that seemed to go forever into the distance around me.  So many places held fun for me to make believe and inspired me for exploring the stations of imaginations of this little Norwegian Farmer’s Son.

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Elliott’s farm was a peekaboo “heaven”! 😉

 

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