Sunday, 27 June 2010

wetly

The pool is up, and running, and is being enjoyed for the fourth time today. 
Four times of rough housing, floating, diving, carousing, swimming, hitting each other with pool noodles, inventing new games and screeching for the sheer joy of it.

Where does it come from, this ease and grace and buoyancy in the water? When did we learn that water feels like a soothing second (albeit alien) home? Surely we're not all remembering from the womb.

Yeah, we can't all be remembering birth waters. Because it's late June, and that water is cold.

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