I am slowly getting back to making time to read. It’s about time since I have a large book collection. I love the promise of adventure in an unopened book.

I have started harvesting tomatoes and peppers. The tomatoes have started to ripen almost quicker than I can pick them. I was watching a video last night that showed how the mimosa tree bark and flowers can be used as a tea. It apparently helps with depression and anxiety. I love learning about medicinal plants. My maternal grandfather was really into learning about natural remedies. Something which he took a lot of ridicule from his family. I think it is fascinating.

I have also been enjoying our front porch for the first time in two years. We have silk curtains covering the front for privacy and a crepe myrtle bush on a side providing privacy from the driveway. I love watching the hummingbirds come to the feeder I have hanging on the porch. I also hear the bluebirds feeding their babies and a wren who complains I am sitting on the porch. I think she has a nest somewhere on the porch. The resident red tailed hawk family has hatched its clutch. The red tails now call almost constantly for hours, sometimes all day.

I finally had what I considered a sign from my mom. Hogwash I know the scientists would say but I was thinking of her while sitting at my desk in the bedroom. I looked outside the window to see a tulip poplar leaf seemingly waving at me. Yes it was windy but this one leaf moved completely differently to the wind direction. I also had a dream two nights ago about my dad. I have not dreamt about him in a very long time. He was silent in my dream just watching the scenes from the sidelines. I have forgotten what my dad’s voice sounds like which I never thought would happen. I have voicemails of my mom saved so I can still hear her voice when I wish.

Do you have dreams of deceased love ones? Do they have meaning for you or do you chalk it up to your mind just doing crazy things.