Jacuzzi ' ing in the Valley

Some of you may remember me talking about the End of the Rainbow Valley’s resort-like luxury facilities like the deluxe Jacuzzi Irv enticed me with when we were first dating. He described sitting in the still of winter under millions of stars with candle lighting and watching your breath form in the cold air as you steamed in the hot swirling waters. He said it was so refreshing as you stepped back out into the cold night air… AND Natureman really wasn’t misrepresenting the setting only the fact that the jacuzzi tub looked like this… not the Kohler fixture I envisioned.

Yep, that’s a cow trough purchased for about 80 dollars. The water supply was a garden hose hooked up in the old house’s basement that ran to the tub supplying hot and cold water and the hose swirled around at the bottom of the trough. Voila Jacuzzi. And I wasn’t a bit disappointed in the setting whether we used it on a summer’s eve with cricket serenades/ lightning bug light shows as we sipped on flutes filled with sparkly and strawberries or enjoyed a winter’s night with our words freezing in the air while we sipped a glass of wine. I even once suggested jumping into the snow bank and making angels once but rescinded that idea as I was plenty cold just getting out into a stiff towel.

Fast forward to this week’s 100 degree temps and discussions of how to spend the Fourth. Let’s pull out the ‘Jacuzzi’ I suggested and enjoy soaking in a cold pool. Irv made up Cosmopolitans and the Jacuzzi turned into an infinity pool as the water rushed over its side as we both got in. (We tend to displace more water now that 10 years have passed.) So here’s a toast to the Independence of our great country life right here in the End of the Rainbow Valley…