“Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.”
(there have been times I’ve been in the playing music dream; here with Fudge, my teacher-band at Strathcona High in teaching daze)
(awake in the author’s dream mapping out another textbook with the late Glen Kirkland)
(visiting Frank Lloyd Wright’s Taliesin West in Scottsdale, AZ was a dream come true)
(the annual spring trips to the West Coast are always a slice of pleasurable dream in Lotus Lands of Vancouver and Victoria)