Posted by Shortelise on June 24, 2005, at 23:43:48
In reply to Camp Comfort, posted by daisym on June 24, 2005, at 20:52:23
Comfort, huh?
Grilled cheese sandwiches.
Fresh baked goods, and the smell of them.
Long, long walks. Hiking trails, but not killer ones, just comfortable ones.
Vistas.
Fresh flowers.
A green lawn to sit on, maybe above the ocean, to watch the sun go down. The rattle of ice in glasses, soft talk, gentle voices.
A scented garden.
Cuddly resident animals of any sort.
Rocking chairs, gliders, swings, hammocks.
Massage. Absolutely. Often. Maybe massage classes too where we could practice on each other.
Quiet.
Platters of ripe, sliced tomatoes.
Alone time.
Together time.
Friendship.
This wouldn't be for me when my T goes away, but more for those times when I need to be nurtured.
Kind staff.
Strawberry shortcake, the real kind, made with biscuits.
I don't need the shoe thing. My feet only like Mephistos these days.
Thanks Daisy. Let's go.
poster:Shortelise
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