Ea
Ea built a pool. It is my memory that Ea my grandfather designed or
built the pool we used to all swim in.
I want to remember this. It is like the time when I climbed the rope
in the washington primary gym. After I had gone up the last time I
told myself that I would remember it for ever. It was 11 times. Which
makes it so.
Ea built the pool. I heard this and may have extrapolated. Did I? I
am not proud I would want to know the truth, the truth about
something that believe. There are so many things said and heard, that
are never talked about.
There used to be a fenced off area just to the south west corner of
the pool. You would pass it when you walked up the driveway to the
pool. It was on the right side with in the trees that they brought
back from Europe. It was surrounded by a picket fence. Like the
pickets that lined the high fence and the bath houses. Shorter ones
were spaced to make the low fence one either end. The remaining side
was wire fence with posts on which fake owls perched, covered in bird
shit.
The small fenced in area was a over grown place. Through the thickets
that became pricklies. Maybe with those poisonous red berries that
were good for only making blood on Gi-Joe. The sides leaned unkept as
the years past. Inside was a hole. It had sides of concrete dropping
a couple of feet down into the ground. When it was put in I am sure
those tall trees were not as they were/are. This might have been on
the other side of the line of trees. But now it was in a bramble of
pricklies. There was a tangle of pipes. Non so much the same as all
seeming to do something else. I always understood what each pipe did.
I stood there enough times when he used to do something to it. I
understand it now. Each pipe was part and parcel with the pump and
filtering system for the pool. The water came down through the pipes
moving in this direction and then filtering it and then sending it
back to the pool. It was where you added the chemicals. Those three
small tubes in the plastic holder with the different colours in them.
This might have been the first place I knew I was colour blind. I
could not tell the colour change in those tubes.
I have always wanted to build a pool. Not unlike the one that was
there or the one before that that was there.
I have always said I was going to build one. An in-ground one. I
suppose I could put this one in the ground.

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