#1831 When the hose goes up

Can you think of a more carefree time of your life, than when you were a child, hanging around your parent in the yard on a hot summer’s day, as they watered the garden…

You know.

And the hose, went up?

Showering you with droplets of water in a kaleidoscope of colours, filtered by happy squeals, to the background of smiles all around?

Tonight the hose went up at our place.

I was hot, but not just the hot that envelopes you in temperature… it was the kind of hot that starts at your centre, and then burns outwards, filling you entirely and burning you up whole.

I sat at the front of the house, watching Hubbie water the garden, and baby girl follow him. Then I stepped down to them, and asked –

“Hey… you mind turning that hose up for a sec? I need to cool down.”

Up the hose turned, with a devilish smile. I cringed at the cold drops, jumping in my spot, and baby girl ran circles around us, coming under the shower of rain again and again.

And we did it, again and again.

It made it all better. 💖

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