We live in a building overlooking a hotel pool:
I love the pool. In summer, it's busy, crowded, noisy. In winter, it's quiet, one or two people over the course of the day, usually in the hot tub. Before a storm, the umbrellas get moved, the furniture gets protected. Regardless of the weather, though, the pool and surrounding deck are open year-round and cared for by staff.
Yesterday, when I got up and looked out over the pool first thing in the morning, a man in a suit was making the morning walk-around, to ensure the area was ready to be opened for the day. Last night, as I went to bed and looked out over the pool last thing in the evening, a man in a suit was making the nightly walk-around, to make sure the area was ready to be closed down for the night. I'm not the only one who loves the pool.
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
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