Poolside Lounging

Hearing that we were heading to the pool, I waddled right over to the paved edge of the backyard swimming pool. The sun warmed the stone tiles under my shoes, and the clear blue water had tiny bright ripples dancing across the surface. Right by the shallow end, I spotted a bright yellow foam pool noodle resting near the rim. I hopped onto the dry coping, leaned back against the curve of the foam, and dangled my shoes just inches above the water. A light splash sent cool droplets misting against the poolside stone. Just kicking back here by the water is the absolute best way to spend midday.