Late this afternoon we went to the pool. It was Family Time when kids and teens can only come when accompanied by a grown-up.
The three of us had the pool almost to ourselves. The pool and the toys floating in it.
Among them were pieces of those water spaghetti’s. Long colored strings of foam. As they are pieces they were short colored strings of foam in this case.
After having done several things with one of them — shooting it out of the water, hitting myself over the head, putting it under my arms – I finally used it as a foot rest. With my feet supported like that I was able to float effortlessly in the water.
My ears were just under the waterline; exterior sounds became muted and distorted, interior sounds amplified.
I heard my own breathing the way you never do.
Clouds drifted by lazily.
The air smelled of Summer.
Thank You for the simple joy of being somewhat submerged in water.
