I couldn’t help myself. I was craving the sun today.
Impulsively, I bought a kiddie inflatable pool two days ago at Wally World. Today, I went to my morning appointment with the ob/gyn (becoming old-hat now, all things normal and going well) and made a quick trip to Anna’s Linens to buy the table cloth and bamboo placemat that you see on the coffee table in the photo seen in the previous blog entry.
After a quick lunch and clean up, I changed into a bikini (yikes — good thing my backyard is fenced, wouldn’t want to scare anybody) and inflated the pool. As it slowly filled with water, I set up a camp table with portable CD player, two books, a handful of mix CDs, courtesy of a friend of mine who used to Napster a lot, a big bottle of cranberry lemonade, and a towel.
When the pool had enough water, I popped in a CD, drank a big tumbler of juice, and slipped in the pool. Wow — cold! But after a quick adjustment, I dunked under, and it was *wonderful* as the bright Texas summer sun played peek-a-boo with the fluffy clouds meandering across the early afternoon, blue sky. I dried my hands, grabbed Heinlein’s Job: A Comedy of Justice, and read as the music played, as I lazed in the pool, as the sun shone upon my skin.
It was 2pm when I started, and I wanted to squeeze in every moment of sun-time I could get, my skin and my brain soaking in the photons, the therapeutic (for me) solar energy. Fire, water, earth, and wind. Music, fiction, and kinesthetic movement. The only thing missing was human company, but it was okay. Finches nearby, birds high in the sky (which I couldn’t identify), dragonflies, and cats. The wind in the trees. The sun. The pool.
Often I’d set aside the book, lean back with my ears in the water, and just hear my breath and my heartbeat as most of my body (but not my midsection — too shallow) floated.
It was 6pm, when the sun had dipped enough behind the neighbors’ tree and the mosquitoes started arriving. I’d finished Heinlein’s book (I was nearly finished with it anyways before this afternoon) and began and finished a children’s book, Beverly Cleary’s Socks, about a housecat adjusting to a baby, newly brought into his house. Yes, I was sunburned — top of chest, shoulders, belly, and front of thighs. But not horribly so — just very pink and a little itchy, but nothing aloe vera gel Solarcaine and my medicated lotion (with tea tree and lavender oil in it) couldn’t take care of.
After changing into a sundress and striking down “camp,” I bucketed out as much of the pool water around the plants and foundation as the pool drained (very very slowly) — trying not to waste water. 🙂
Indeed, I needed that sun. Most likely the only time I’ll get that much sun-time this summer. But, oh, it was so very good. Even with the sunburn, it was worth it!
7/20/2007 Update: Hey, it’s good to trust one’s gut — it’s raining cats and dogs today. Heh.