When I awoke, I remembered only something between water and land, silence and speech, sleep and waking, and thought: "Here it is, the esthetics of indeterminacy. And here it is again..."
by: Lev Rubinstein, translated by Alex Halberstadt (http://www.jewcy.com/ )
Well...
I did dream last night, and it was strange. A lot of stairs leading to and from vast empty spaces in parking garages that overlooked empty streets. Somehow, I ended up arriving at evening choir practice on a Sunday evening at the old church my family attended when I was a little girl. And for some reason, I was supposed to go change clothes. My aunt and cousin were sitting in the pew behind me and when I sat down they laughed.....Haha. It was when I saw that the line into the dressing room was quite long that I became bored and woke myself up. (Actually, I think SGTex awoke, got up to feed Sasha, and that is what woke me up, lol)

I guess I'd better get back to work. SGTex is in the kitchen making some beef stew, and the fragrance is wonderful....
Hope your Thursday is leading up to a fantastic Friday!
Shawn
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pictures courtesy of: Jeannine Coats Cooper, to be found on Facebook
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