Ah, hot tubbin’
It was another cool day and it’s currently 45 degrees…so I fired up the hot tub for the first time since summer interrupted an otherwise perfect year. Fortunately, it’s on the way out, and rather fast. I always seem to notice how abrupt the seasons change here in Colorado. Just last week it was hot and all of a sudden I’m wearing a sweatshirt, soaking in the hot tub and sleeping with the electric blanket turned on.
This evening, I sat in the hot tub, freshly filled so the water didn’t smell like chemicals, listened to The Crane Wife by The Decemberist and warmed my slightly chilled bones. I can’t wait to do that again after I’ve been boarding all day. See ya summer!