When we did the addition last year, I insisted on an outdoor shower. “Nothing fancy.” (Because I always have to reiterate that over and over with Dave. Someday, I will tell you the story about the pool.)
This is the outdoor shower. It is the BEST! You have to pull the chain (or the pink jumprope if you are lazy) for the water to come out. It is even hooked up to the water heater, though sometimes in the summer I wish it wasn’t.
When I told my friends that I hadn’t used our indoor shower in weeks, they thought it meant I hadn’t actually showered. And if you know me, then you know there might be a remote possibility of that being true. HOWEVER. It is not true. I meant that I use the outdoor shower exclusively.
And while I was in the shower last night after sweating away in the garden for an hour, I had all these visitors. First, Caveman Dave popped in for a visit:
Then Ollie, referred to by some as “the black cat,” lest we get too attached. She was very starved for attention, being that we had just returned home from Hayward. She didn’t even mind the water spraying on her:
Then this three legged green bug!
I felt so sorry for its only having three legs. It really bummed me out. I wonder if that’s what the dark brown speck is on his body… So do you just squash it and put it out of its misery? Sorry, I can never do that. Instead, I put some drops of water on the fence for it to drink, just in case it was thirsty. And it did!!