000097 #worm In this little pool, under an overhanging lip of rock where steaming water dripped, held back from flying off into the wide wide Colorado sky by a little row of stones, you could truly sit still, as long as you wanted, and be quite warm enough. Closer to the source. Ahhhhh. Some deer came up, stood there being deer in the steamy dewey snowy alive place, and then flew away.