After Dinner last night, we retired to our lovely little private tent. Amoeba and I were tired. We’d gotten up before the sun, driven to Vancouver, then bused and ferried another several hundred miles. It was 9 p.m., the sun was just setting and we were ready for some relaxing. I wanted a bath.
Ella did, too, and she beat me to the tub. She was pretty upset when I explained that she was just too small and once there was enough water in the tub to turn the jets on, it would be decidedly over her head.
I helped Ella out of the tub and prepared the bath. She +peeked over the side at the hot, roiling water and decided she’d just have a shower, thanks. I found the tub exquisite.
This morning we woke to the pitter-patter of falling rain on our canvas roof. I opened the bamboo blinds and peeked outside. “Oh my gosh,!” I excalimed. “Somebody stole the ocean!”
Amoeba commented that it appeared they were trying to replace it with plenty of fresh water. The rain poured down and the fog came in to the shoreline.
Ella grabbed her book, snuggled back into the covers and said it wasn’t fit weather out for elephant or beast. And then she asked us to go fetch her breakfast from the lodge!
Chosen Ones, The Aedyn Chronicles, by Alister McGrath
current contest stats:
— Nessa — 27
— Susan — 18
— Barbara — 16
— Raven — 10
— Alice Audry — 5