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Dreamed last night of being near a river. I was there with RB and RM and my oldest son, who was still young in the dream. There was a campground on a high bluff above the river. It was a good hike to get down to the stream, and a really sturdy hike back. The two men and the boy were down by the water. The men were fly fishing and the boy was casting lures with a spinning rod. I was up on the bluff, looking down on them.

I recall how peaceful it was since we were the only people in the campgrounds. Then that tranquility was broken. People started arriving, seemingly from everywhere. There were adults and hordes of kids. I made my way down to the stream to let the others know that we had visitors. My son had dropped his fishing rod somewhere along the river and didn't know where it was. We backtracked where he had been trying to locate the gear.

I felt like the influx of people was really unfortunate. The place had been so quiet and peaceful with just the four of us there. The hordes coming in changed the tenor of the place.

I awoke early--really early. It must have been 5AM or so. I went back to sleep for a while and got up at 8AM. Made it to the chiropractor on time for a change. He picked up the blockage in the middle Dan-Tien and worked with me on making a connection across that span.

RB sent out his trip photos via email. He chronicled the entire trip starting with the sushi dinner. Looks like they had a great expedition. He was there for the last day of the Tour de Lance.

The month of August begins. Sun and shadows. Inland heat and coastal cooling. Fishing in the stream of life.
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P took me out for a birthday luncheon. Delicious. Had almond-crusted sea bass on mashed potatoes with steamed vegetables. Really tasty dish. Key lime pie for dessert. Nice treat and good visit with P. It's been a while since we saw each other. For someone approaching 80, she's doing well. She's off to Canada next week and then to the UK in September.

Had a Qigong class this evening and am feeling great. Movement and breath--the secrets of life--or so it seems. One step at a time, inching forward every time.

The Dragon sent me the weather profile for his area in Oregon. Looks like they get a lot of clouds, but not that much snow. Fair amount of rain, but not as much as I thought for the area.

Had an odd telephone no message recording today. Whoever called hung up without leaving a message, but the hang up made a sound like a gun would make when it is cocked. Probably just an artifact of the system making the call, but I played it twice just to hear the effect. Maybe something that could be used in a story--stalker calls and leaves messages with sound effects of what he/she plans to do... Not a bad idea! Put it on the idea pile.

See GH tomorrow and have a dance class in the evening. Also need to do laundry tomorrow (Wednesday latest) or I'll exceed my one washer/one dryer paradigm.

Nice evening. Noisy cicadas in the garden. Almost time to head for the bed and read some of the stories in the Antioch Review short story edition that P left with me. My reading stack overfloweth, but that's not a bad thing--not bad at all.