Back in 2012 while on a visit to Michigander Sister, who has morphed into LOLSister, we visited an herb farm.

It was there that I was privy to a privy.

Lots of privies, actually.

Now, you’ll want to click these privies bigger, not only for clarity, but because otherwise they look like only Stuart Little or The Borrowers could use them.

Just a suggestion.

Let’s throw.

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Gotta Go, Man!…

Stashed around the herb farm we recently visited at Battle Creek, Michigan were a number of these.

Privies.

Outhouses.

Gotta Go, Man!

Yup.

Hither and yon.

On the drive, in case you couldn’t make it to the farm proper.

At an outdoor bar area. More than an herb farm. We’ll talk about that later.

The watering can on the door makes me want to…

I didn’t want to disturb the birds.

Occupied.

Man Privy — Nice touch with the flowers on the door. Classy.

Outside the Man Privy. I call this — Waiting His Turn.

And now it’s time to sprint right through Hump Day.

(October 2012)

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And that’s how we’re rolling this Throwback Thursday.

Elen

NOTE: THE FIRST IMAGE IS A LICENSED, ROYALTY-FREE IMAGE FROM FOTOLIA.COM. NO POACHING, PLEASE.