Human beings to me are as much a part of nature as trees or birds, and the unclothed body expresses this belongingness directly and powerfully.
Wynn Bullock
Despite continued threats of clouds and rain, Sunday broke forth in a glorious blaze of blue skies, sun and high, fluffy clouds. It had been our wish to escape to our beloved Springs for the past couple of weeks but ominous weather predictions held us at bay. We finally got to the point where we firmly decided that no matter what the predicted forecast was, we were going.
Once again, we invited my friend from work to join us and she eagerly accepted. Once there, she takes off on an entirely different direction; specifically, she takes herself away for long walks. She feels a great need to be "at one" with the terra firma and this place is an excellent choice to pursue that endeavor. My darling and I? Just point us to the steam room and the promise of a refreshing, soul-cleansing submersion into a cool pool of spring-fed water and we’re happy. Our friend is constantly on the move; we are more stationary once settled with our books and appreciative looks between each other.
We treat the Springs as if it’s our gift to bestow upon those who are worthy. It’s such a marvelous place to share with someone we’re very sure will enjoy it. A day at the Springs isn’t for everybody. A great many people we care for wouldn’t understand our love affair with the place. It’s a haven for dreamers, those who are willing and wish to step away from their worries and cares and lose themselves in a soothing atmosphere of peace and quiet amidst gardens, saunas, hot tubs and steam. The Springs is for soul searching, introspection and an opportunity to simply revel in the sheer joy of existence. It helps to be somewhat of a hedonist as well.
