tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37900702.post792291358743566732..comments2024-02-15T08:38:15.412-08:00Comments on the sky is big in pasadena: memories from a different perspectiveben widemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10010635436712076159noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37900702.post-35995034641875458242009-03-15T23:20:00.000-07:002009-03-15T23:20:00.000-07:00Ben, that's a wonderful photo. So sharp and we...Ben, that's a wonderful photo. So sharp and well composed. & you fulfilled a wish - how great is that.Tashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18098034737961019226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37900702.post-71041885236665897982009-03-10T03:54:00.000-07:002009-03-10T03:54:00.000-07:00yes, it looks just as rickety and unique as i reme...yes, it looks just as rickety and unique as i remember (fortunately for currently resident children, no super-sticky-itchy-figtree in the backyard; not so lucky for resident mums like mine who loved figs and figjam...). Because we lived on the top floor, i can tell you that the sunroom there is plenty big enough for 3 kids to sleep overnight in 2 huge refrigerator boxes with doors and windows cut out of them... and for a 'junk dollhouse' made in a bookcase by my sister and i, which was displayed in Fuller somewhere to show our creativity in making every bit of furniture etc (including our fishtank from a tic-tac box and the pool complete with towels). You could also hide betty crocker canned frosting (oh, americans.... they had everything!) in the funny-shaped corner attic storage sections. until your mum found out. then you ran surprisingly quickly down those rickety stairs! thanks so much, ben, from my sister and from me.rozrozelkohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06473108455957787085noreply@blogger.com