Hello, lovely readers! While most people to the north are shoveling their heavy snow, ...
... to-day Chrissa and I walked to the pool for a swim.
I rested my head on a plush towel.
"Do you want to swim? Like, now?" Chrissa interrupted my thoughts.
"Perhaps in a minute; you go ahead."
"I wonder what the water feels like?" my sister asked, cautiously dipping her toe in.
"You have to come in, Elizabeth! It's amaze!" she insisted.
"Very well; it does look lovely." I agreed, pulling off my soft cover-up and slowly slipping in. The blue water sparkled in the setting sunlight as my sister and I splashed and swam.
Dripping, we climbed out of the pool. Sitting on the side, we let a gentle breeze dry us off.
The weather this afternoon was wonderful.
"Can't we stay a little longer?" Chrissa pleaded, gazing longingly at the water.
"You know that we promised Mother we would be home by four o'clock, so we need to pack up."
My sister sighed.
Wrapping a towel around her shoulders, Chrissa and I gathered up our things and headed home.
Is it shoveling or swimming weather where you live?