White Rain: Outdoor Showers

When my parents had the Cape Cod house built in the late 1970s/early 1980s, they added an outdoor shower--typical at beach houses so you can wash off all the sand and, at least in the Cape breeze, dry off pretty fast./I wasn't too excited about using the outdoor shower. I was 19, modest and felt exposed out there, just me and a bar of soap under an open sky./The inside bathroom window looks right out over the outside shower, so I didn't like that, either./To make matters worse, the teen boys who lived next door year-round once climbed a tree while I was in the outdoor shower and laughed and hooted. I was mortified./In later years, I became friendly with the mom and daughter from next-door. And I got to know one of those pranksters, now grown way beyond those teenage years. He is husband, father, hard worker,/This all came back tonight when Punchy was conditioning her hair in the shower at home with Pantene. We agreed that we love that scent, and then that took me back to summer vacations in Beach Haven, NJ, and the outdoor shower at the Quinns' house. They were one of the nicest families I've ever known and their outdoor shower felt all beachy and I smelled so good./I wish I could bottle that sweet memory--of a carefree summer day when George and Vera Quinn and my parents were still alive and vibrant, when our men first walked on the moon; and when Carole Quinn and I "pool hopped" in the hotel swimming pools and fiound starfish on the beach./Good night. P.S. I love the seahorse towel hook in our Cape Cod shower.

TCOY

1. Support group.
2. Went to book group; lots of laughs and insights. Also ate lots of salad and fruit and sipped a flute of Prosecco and OJ.
3. Made avocado toast w fresh lime juice.
4. Walked back from grocery store.