I was lamenting to a friend that I lost my sense of imagination when I look at clouds and don't see images. She said that she still did. Now I am trying to focus on cloud shapes and keep looking until I can "see" a figure in the shapes. The other day, I kept looking until I figured out that I was seeing an elephant, on his back with little stumpy legs and a trunk. The trunk gave it away. Once you see an elephants trunk, you don't forget what it looks like. Once, many years ago, I was flying with a very young Grandson to Colorado. He had the window seat and kept staring out at the clouds. His whole body was tense. I asked him what he was looking at and he said that he was looking for our dog, Charlie, who had recently died. I joined him and looked too.

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29.08 | 13:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

31.07 | 07:02

Leona, do you have a date or a booked flight that you come back ?

20.07 | 13:55

Everything sounds so wonderful Leona. Venice will seem boring . I would want to move to Portownsend where the kids are living. All sounds great . Is there?

19.07 | 12:33

That lavender sounds very nice!

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