With difficulty Aaron place rollers under the cast iron tub then heaved it from behind. Imperceptibly it moved. For three days he pushed until eventually it sat in a small dell surrounded by the green forest which towered above him. He sank to his knees. Collecting wood for the fire he’d burn underneath the bath was the next chore. Then water. A big sigh showed his exhaustion. He stripped and stood arms stretched to the sky, legs akimbo, his body bathed in sunlight. His head tipped back, tall trees looming above him he said “Bath for barbeque. Shinrin Yoku.”
In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks:
April 19, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about forest bathing. You can use the Japanese term, Shinrin Yoku, or you can make up your own ideas about the phrase. Go where the prompt leads.
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Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
Haha, let me think if I like a barbecue bath… Humm. It might be fun…
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LOL. You could fit a whole pig in it.
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Roasted pig. I should write a memoir on roasted pig.
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Now that would be interesting. It sounds as though you have many experiences to do with pigs.
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Aaron has worked too hard to appreciate this moment of serenity. I’ll step into the tub instead. Aaaahhhh.
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I think he was happily bathing in sunlight and no longer needed to be covered by water. It would be nice though.
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I can hear the crackle of the cedar kindling.
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Lovely
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Ha ha ha, if the forest will not come to the bathtub, the bathtub will have to go to the forest!
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LOL. We bought a wooded property some time back and discovered such a bathtub in a clearing. The ex owner did apparently use it but being cast iron I wondered if he came out as red as a lobster.
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My God! That’s crazy 🙂
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Very nice response, Irene.
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Thanks Robbie.
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Ah, that would be nice, like a hot tub in the woods. Where I grew up, we had a hot spring outside of town and I loved soaking, looking up into the trees. Nice one!
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Thanks Charli.
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