Rain. What a delightful spot to be when it rains. I can hear it hitting the tin roof over the porch and see it hitting the Pond - which is FULL. Fortunately the overflow pipe is open. I expect today to be another quiet one. Few, if any, will venture forth in the rain to join me in the Yogatorium this morning - perhaps this evening Martha and Maureen will come and maybe Stacey, too. I've missed Laura lately. These thoughts are such comforting ones - reviewing the three years now I've been living the simple life here in the Cottage and the Yogatorium. What is especially rewarding is thinking of the friends I've made and who share my love of yoga. There is something about sharing and being part of a community of believers or sharers that makes life good. Now that I've opened this door of community and friends and sharers I am overwhelmed with the numbers of people who have popped into my mind! I tend to say I have two friends - one in Albany NY and one in Phoenix AZ. And yet, there are so many more - no way I can put down all their names - but what is important that I just realized - is the group is growing, not diminishing!!! How fortunate I am at my age to be able to say that!