I really enjoying reading in a pool

I've always loved reading. Don't know what my first book was. Maybe it was something us 70s schoolkids ordered from Scholastic. Maybe it was a book in the Forest Grove Elementary School library. Maybe it was something my Nana had.

When I was young, it was adventure stories, both classic and recent. As a teen, it was Tolkien, Herbert and other fantasy and science fiction. As I grew older, I continued with the fantasy and sci fi, but also a lot of religious, spiritual and philosophy books.

I guess the attraction to reading in a pool started when I discovered the joy of reading on a beach when I first started vacationing with my wife. We got married in the early 2000s when I was in my late 30s. At some point we started vacationing at different parts of the U.S. Atlantic coast. I don't remember what books I got enraptured in. But I loved it. Sitting on a beach chair, with my feet in the water. Or sitting on the sand where the beach met the waves. It was pure bliss.

We continued to vacation at the beach, but at some point started staying at rentals that had pools. And to be honest, we stopped going to the beach as much as we had in the past. Part vacation laziness, part convenience. No driving, no sand, no crowds. And if you got to got to hot, wanted to snack, or had to wee, you just go inside. And thus the practice began.

NOTE: The picture isn't me. But I sometimes read like that. But mostly it's either standing in the pool, at the edge, with the book on the concrete. Or, I sit on the steps in the shallow end of the pool. Or I just wander about in the shallow end, holding the book over the water.

If I read inside, I have to fight falling asleep. And in Florida, during the summer, I find it too hot to read outside in a chair. (Except early in the morning. I love reading on the patio early in the morning.)