Category: shower

crispy, creamy clean

reminds of boot camp showers:

just cold – in-and-out!*

*(At both Parris Island and later at Infantry Training Regiment in North Carolina when late Fall winds brought snow flurries – just so many hot water showerheads were the norm and guys queued up around those coveted fonts of hot water.  I and a few – very few – others just doused selves in cold, soaped and doused again, and were out in but a minute or two.  The others looked, shuddered and endured trainers wrath at taking so long. My garden has a dedicated shower head – cold only – hidden from sight by a bough of Live Oak and a towering mass of blue-tip palmetto on three sides – Florida native sleeping hibiscus and Japanese-born azaleas hedge the fourth side from view.  Bathing trunks, towels, shampoo and soap-n-cloth and I track no more than my usual dirt and grime indoors and – like long ago, I take but a brief time.)