The Red Gas Can Story

Since we had an open drive on highway eight, Ken and I were often caught off guard by unexpected customers and visitors.  We could be in the garden or having a meal – you get the idea. 

We had a outdoor bath.  And once, after taking a bath, Ken, with his towel around his neck , rounded the corner of the house to greet a familiar couple with me shopping for pots.  Like Adam, he needed to cover himself.  Grabbing the first thing he could he did cover himself – with a red plastic 2 gallon gas can!

Thanks, Marnie, for reminding me!

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