My bedroom from when I can remember till we moved away from Rutherglen when I was 13 in 1967. It was on the second floor north-east corner of the old farm house. Part of the ceiling was slanted to match the roof of the house. It had one window facing east. Had bunk beds with wagon wheels on them on the North side. Had a tall dresser on the south-west corner. Book shelf on north-east corner. Closet with a door north-west corner.
I can remember catching fire flies and letting them go in my room at night. I could go to sleep with flashing lights on the ceiling. The room had a steel grate in the floor that you could remove and look into the dining room below. Even hang your head down and look around. I had a stash in this hole for my tobacco , papers etc. Wendy ratted me out.
The window was above a huge lilac bush and close to our two crab apple trees. In the spring the wind would blow the scent of the flowers into my room . I still love that smell , lilac mixed with apple blossoms. The sound of the bees collecting pollen on the lilacs and apple trees would wake me up in the morning.
Most nights my stuffed dog Buster and his little friend Beary Wary would talk me and Wendy to sleep. Beary was always telling Buster what he should be doing. Buster was big but not that smart.
In the winter I would wait for dad to light the wood stove before I got out of bed.
The rest of the year I couldn’t wait to get up, find my real dog Buster outside and go exploring. So much to do. Check the garden and flower beds to see how much the plants had grown over night. Try and find where the cats were hiding their kittens. See if there were any new calves born last night. Feed the chickens . See if any eggs hatched. Feed the pig. Feed the calves . Feed the cows. Make sure all the animals had clean water. Shovel shit. Many different types of shit. Some of if used in the garden. All of it used for something. When all of that was done we would head into the bush to chase rabbits and ground hogs. Maybe spy on the fox den to try and see the fox kittens. Maybe bring the gun with us. Watch out for skunks and porcupines. Buster had a deep hatred for these two animals. He always wanted to take revenge on them. He always lost the battle however.