I think it’s obvious that I’m in need of some kind of break. Enter our local town pool:
It’s the most amazing municipal pool I’ve ever seen, anyway. Granted, I grew up going to the pool in Southeast DC. Still. It’s fairly gorgeous, isn’t it?
Apparently once pool season comes around, my local peers will swim. No matter the weather. No matter the temperature. No matter what. Here was the scene at a recent birthday party:
Rain? Hail? Doesn’t matter. We’re at the pool, so we will swim. I suppose the lack of thunderstorms means pools don’t need to be cleared for safety reasons during downpours. Just keep swimming. As one does.