I'm missing the snow. We had some last week in London and now it's gone.

I now wish I had a hot tub. Or a garden even.

A garden...now that would be nice too. I've tried several times around here to have a garden, well protected by fences and netting...but those darned deer/rabbits/birds/javelina don't seem to care about that, they eat it all. We got our hands on a TON of scrap wood so now we're gonna build a greenhouse. I'll post pics when we get it started.

So is your tub actually outdoors or partially covered?

It is outdoors, outside my livingroom...on a leveled little segment of land (on a hill, had to dig out about 5 ft. to level, with a retaining wall) ... with an outdoor shower! We are pretty lucky to be rather secluded in the middle of 5 acres of woods, so we've got privacy.

that is awesome indeed. very jealous

It's actually nothing fancy, but it serves its purpose! Hell, I'll take a pic, take the mystery out of it.

Proof
that if you want it badly enough, you make it happen...it's the little things.

^ Don't you live in a desert? World's gone crazy, everything is normal.

looks like Alaska

I think Silver City is what Santa Fe apparently used to be like. Only, Silver isn't close enough to anything for it to ever get "big".
(Can you tell it's a bitterly cold day out there and that I'm stuck in the house keeping from getting bored and drinking entirely too much coffee? I thought so.)

>> ^laura:
Proof
that if you want it badly enough, you make it happen...it's the little things.


That looks wonderful. Oh well, I'll continue to keep it real in the hood.

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That sounds so good.

One of my favorite memories from Japan was sitting in a hot spring drinking warm sake while snow fell down on Christmas day.

Is that a haiku?

You? Write a Haiku?
Forget it, Roundeye, you are
nowhere near Japan.

Remember hot-tubbing back in the eighties?

My girlfriend and I would go to this place in Boulder with tubs on the roof and it was just the best. The stars, the moon, the heat steaming off our bodies. A little vino, a pinch of herb.

Those were the days.

Cleaning up ~ *discard

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