Delusional skeptic, reveling in a multiple-personality disorder. Alternating between a 21st-century blogger, a 3rd-century BC Carthagenian general, a 5th-century BC druid, a 23rd-century BC Beaker-people trader, a 20th-century Estonian freedom-fighter, a time-traveler, and a sheepdog in Wyoming.
Taken at the same time as photo 305. Sandboxes are great fun for kids - you can get dirty (well, sandy, anyway) and not get in trouble. Is this at the bungalow?
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Yes, that is the big sandbox Grandpa built at the Bungalow. We sure did enjoy it. That's Ellen. They could always clean the sand off of us by dunking us in the crick, or using the pump (if there was one) out at the back door. Janet
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Yes, that is the big sandbox Grandpa built at the Bungalow. We sure did enjoy it. That's Ellen. They could always clean the sand off of us by dunking us in the crick, or using the pump (if there was one) out at the back door.
Janet
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