I am now sitting pool side because its days are numbered. We know we only have one, maybe two more weekends left of pool enjoyment before we have to close it. The temperature is down to 77 degrees now, which Rick reassures me is at the low end of what the Olympic pool is allowed to be. I would rather the top end than the low end, but it is what it is.
As I lay on my float with the not-too-strong sun beating down on my body it feels good. Like my veins are filled with warmed jelly instead of blood. I feel incapable of lifting myself up from my supine position.
After looking at the bright sunlight, when I close my eyes the sun still dances in front of my closed eyelids like the flickering of an old film reel.
The strident voices of children drift over from our neighbor’s who are having a party.
The air show is in town today and once in a while they fly over our house in a burst of spectacular showmanship.
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or not!
Later on ...
Tonight after swimming 30 lengths of the pool we built a fire in our little fire pit.
The seasons, they are a’changin’.
Posted by Lynne on 08/18/2012 at 07:22 PM
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