Youth. Warmth. Happiness. Swimming Pools.


That is what I really need. Instead, the winter keeps dragging on and on here in the Mid-Atlantic and become less and less sure that we will even make it to spring, much less an actual summer.

Where is my backyard pool when I need it? I have so many mental water ballets to choreograph with the help of Mom’s moves from the Maritimers at Wake Forest.
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