PML I was looking at the pic thinking this is cleaner than my bathroom, then read your comment.
"dirt just doesn't like minty-sea-foamy green and pale-promdress peach." Hahaha even the mold won't grow on it. You know, if you wait long enough, it'll become the fashion again.
I'm just giving you stick. I didn't take it as a derogatory comment against skaters, rather the sentiment that you must feel a lot older now. I don't think anyone should ever stop their inner child from playing, it keeps the fun in what has become an OhSoSerious world . I've been thinking about it and reading your 'kids' remark made the decision for me, I'm gonna get myself a skateboard and learn. God help me.
So there you go again, Mr Motts, changing complete strangers lives again with your small corner of the internet. You rock!
I read somewhere that it was a popular skating place at one point for teenagers. I also used to skate back in the day as well; it wasn't meant as a derogatory comment toward skaters, although it could be easily misconstrued as one due to my laziness in typing (this site was more of a pastime three years ago).
I remember the Pines so well. My parents would ship me off to Camp and they would check into The Pines and stay for a month or so...great card games for Dad, Mah Jongh tournaments for Mom. It was a generational sort of place - the same families year after year and everyone knew everyone. I can still remember hearing Joe Cuba for the first time in my life at The Pines. The owners, the Schweid Family were lovely people, so down to earth and sweet. I wish it was still there, I'd give anything for some of their Borscht, boiled potato and pumpernickel! The memories will always remain.
why is it that no matter how many times I see forgotten plants it still kills me??
trapped and imprisoned in a pot and promised care... only to be left to slowly die without care or attention from anyone...