Sitting outside in our sky chairs, Phil turned to me and said, “Please help me remember this,” and so:
You were running around naked in the backyard due to a very stubborn rash. A warm breeze took the sting out of the heat. You found relief in the dog bowl…much to the dogs’ chagrin. Your precious, naked form, squatting in the bowl of water, playing with a snail shell you found in the yard.