Hot tub nights
One of the best things about living in the mountains in the winter is my hot tub. It sits out on my deck with a small firepit nearby and a view across the valley and of the stars at night. If I don’t get any other shoveling done after a storm, I always clear a path to the hot tub, I really dislike walking barefoot through the snow!
I love coming home after a long day outdoors, pouring myself a glass of red wine, slipping out of my clothes and stepping naked out onto the deck. Yes, the walk (or run) to the tub is chilly but that makes sinking into the hot water that much more delicious.
So when I say I’m going for a soak you can picture me up to my chin in hot water, steam whirling around me, a glass of wine in hand looking up at the stars and thinking of new ways to torment you
