Dreaming is what I do much of these days. The temperature has been warm and it feels like summer. It is light out until late, not getting dark until after 9pm. Those wonderful long lazy summer days. Sitting out on the back patio one hears lawn mowers, bits of conversation, the broken voices of radio or tv-it floats through my mind and almost becomes meditative. We had planned to be camping this weekend but Lily is too sick and weak to be away from home. My husband says he will know when the time has come but it is not yet so we continue to love and care for her. And dream is what I do, dream of days past and dream of days to come. My heart it full of love and thankfulness.