Last night, New Years Eve, after the day at work, the Hot Tub was turned on. It takes about 3 hours to get that to get up to temperature, so I had time to go out, walk the dog, say hi to the neighbors, make and eat dinner and even put my feet up for a while.
The weather was comfortable or even a little cool for us at this time of year, after dark. It cooled down into the low 70s, and there was a gentle breeze off of the ocean. This being New Years Eve, there were a low drone of neighbors with their own little display of fireworks lighting up the skies and the reports reflecting off of the buildings nearby.
I had turned on the radio, quietly, to a dance channel to add a little atmosphere and to give your mind something to wander to when you're winding down in the womb-like warmth. Through the light and broken ceiling, the clouds let forth some stars, and the then Full Moon to light the back yard more than the solar powered LED lamps normally do, and there was a light glow to everything.
I fixed myself a large glass of Port Wine, and walked out into the evening and then settled into the Hot Tub. It was warm and comfortable, and made you feel great. With my arms outstretched around the one side, I looked up toward the full moon, raised my glass as a toast and thought, it just doesn't get any better than this.
One Perfect Moment.