The Pool

May was really hot. Silly august-like hot and Brent confesses that he's always wanted a pool. I suppress a deep sigh and nod. If you can find one on sale or previously owned I agree. His stipulation is that the pool has a salt water system.

The next day Brent shows me a kijiji ad for a portable above ground pool for sale with a salt water system in Vineland. How does this guy find this stuff?? We make the journey to Vineland and surprise, surprise we come home with a four foot by sixteen foot portable pool.

All this in the mist of trying to get things done for the party. If this isn't quite enough work my dad and Brent put their heads together and decide they want to put the pumps in the pool house (previously known as the pig house) and they start digging. They bury the water lines for at least fifteen feet into the building. Didn't I know that the pumps will last longer inside?

The following weeks including changing pumps, dealing with multiple leaks, flooding the pool building (to the duck's delight) and losing so much water out of the pool that we have to close the pool for several days until it rains and we can re-fill it.

One hot, muggy 98 degree day in the second week of July the two of us jumped in the pool naked. Broad daylight in the middle of the afternoon and it felt naughty. It was wonderful and well worth all the work, leaks, struggles and water. We delighted in the pool and, even better, in each other. Brent said the pool had paid for itself in that one amazing afternoon dip.

I felt like I was eleven as we made a powerful whirlpool by running clockwise in the water. We hung over the edge and stared into the pond waterfall. We drank a bottle of wine. We hugged underwater, kissed and felt so close.

So, maybe, those thing that cause us the most trouble, leaks and money are the things worth the most?

I'll remember that magical afternoon the day of our wedding and know that I have no need for cold feet in a ninety-five degree pool.

It reminds me of this song...  If you like pina coloda's. Getting caught in the rain. If you like making love at midnight and the taste of champagne.... to find each other in surprising new ways each day.