We love the pool here....but!!!!

This house sit has got a really nice pool, and with this heat we are making the most of it. But they do take a bit of maintenance.

 

 

Peter usually has a clean-up in the mornings and then in the afternoons we both go out and have quite a long time in the warm water, Peter waltzing the sometimes temperamental creepy crawly around the bottom and me with a kitchen sieve skimming the top of the water. 

 

 We love the fact that we can cool off in the late afternoons. We love the screaming sulphur crested cockatoos coming in and sitting on the branches. We love hearing our tame pied butcher bird sitting close by and singing his little heart out to us. We love it when the galahs come and forage around on the grass. We love it when they all fight and squabble around the water bath, drinking and cleaning themselves. We love hearing the kookaburras, even in full daylight often cackling away in the tall gums. And we love the secluded location of the pool, where we can sit or swim with no neighbours to see us.

 

  We also leave three coloured balls floating on the pool to discourage the ducks from landing there, and we love to get out there like two demented two year olds chucking the balls to each other and running around in the water getting some exercise.

 

The flowers on the palm tree. Its a long way up there.

 

But we don’t love the ruddy great palm tree that is right next to the pool! It’s a hundred feet high, and this tree has a huge bunch of flowers at the moment, and is dropping all the flowers into the pool, but it is too high for Peter to cut the flowers off. (I don’t know if it is correct to say it is one flower made up of thousands of little flowers or if it is thousands of little flowers, either way, it’s a lot of flowers.)

 

At the moment this tree is in full bloom, the little creamy coloured flowers come floating down on the wind and land on everything underneath. I reckon these flowers will last a while.

 

All the little palm flowers are landing on the potted plants beneath.

 

 In the meantime, we will clean and skim that pool every day, and emerge somewhat prune-like, but at least cool prunes.

A call to arms - especially ones in plastic bags.

Most of the houses we have house sat have swimming pools. They are really good during the summer but they do take quite a lot of work.However, in our present house sit, we are quite close to one of my daughters and her children so we have them over sometimes for a swim.

It is still early in the season, I haven't got into  my togs yet, although we had one hot day a couple of days ago, but once the water gets warm, I'll be in every day.

I think my grandsons face says it is still a bit cold.

A couple of weeks ago I told you about my granddaughter's broken arm. Well of course she can't go swimming with the plaster cast on, but she was allowed to sit on the edge and put her feet in and sit on the top step. Peter had her all taped up with a plastic bag to keep it dry. She is plastered with sun block because they played outside first for a while in the sun.  She has been such a brave little girl with her broken arm, hardly a complaint.