IN YOUR DREAMS.

I had wonderful dreams these last couple nights! I dreamed I was at an historic old lodge in the middle of nowhere on a beautiful river. The ancient rooms on the second floor were warm and welcoming, decorated in themes of fishing, hunting, quilting, photos, skiing, and rustic simplicity. There was a screened-in veranda and a third-story dormer room. The entire place had hardwood floors, tall ceilings, creaky staircases and wrinkled glass. The bathrooms down the hall were sparse and clean, the beds were comfy soft, and the meals served were divine.

There were other ladies there in my dream, too. They turned out to be knitters just like me! Some were more advanced with their stashes of beautiful roving and intricately-designed socks. Others were thrilled when they were finally able to get their hat-in-the-round going (with help). We all seemed to have the same thing in mind: knitting, knitting, and more knitting! Laughing, too, and sharing stories and lives, kids and lifestyles. It was so great! I never wanted to wake up.

But wake up I did. To piles of unopened mail; to a beloved tree felled in the back yard by Mother Nature. To laundry and dishes and clutter and musts and shoulds.

But what a dream!