Last summer during the big power outage during the forest fire, we made a low-budget sun shower. We just linked our three garden hoses in series, filled them with water, and let them warm up in the sun. We attached a spray nozzle, tied it to a tree, and, if we timed it right, we could shower in the 5 gallons of hose water without burning our skin off, and before it turned ice cold.
We had owned a proper campers’ sun shower pre-kids, and loved it, but it had been stolen years ago. This spring I bought us a replacement. It’s a big 6-gallon one and has a thermometer on it which you can watch and decide when is the right time for a shower.
So now there’s shampoo and soap on the window ledge by the door, and at about 5 p.m., after a long day of yardwork, the time is right. There’s something about being naked outside, in the woods, surrounded by birds and breezes (and curious chickens) that makes a shower many times more refreshing than it would be indoors.
Fiona enjoys the sun shower. She especially enjoys the part afterwards when she runs full-tilt across the lawn flapping a towel cape behind her naked body, yelling “yahoo!”
So far no one has stalked me with the camera, so content yourselves with still life photos.