Our pool didn’t get opened until August, which cut out at least half of the summer season, so we are extending for as long as possible – hence at least one dip per day, weather-permitting. I love when summer lingers, and I intend to do the dip until October. Having said that, there will probably be snow next week, but that’s 2020.
These days the pool is a delightfully fragrant place to be, surrounded by a Brugmansia in full bloom and a seven sons flower tree also filled with blossoms. At night, they turn their perfume up to ten, and with the numbers of blooms it fills the entire yard. On the surface of the pool, the perfume floats like the falling flowers from the seven sons tree. It’s worth the pain of fishing them out with the pool net for their brief prettiness, not unlike the cherry blossom petals that would normally fill the pool in May (when there is water in it). We missed out on that this year, so the falling of these flowers is a late-season recompense.
Sometimes the universe gives you a second chance.
Back to Blog
