Lemon Buoyancy

In one of my favorite books, Walk Two Moons, by Sharon Creech, the main character talks about a dream she has about her mother. Her mother has died recently. The girl dreams that her mother comes to her and suggests that they build a raft and float away down a river together. I think about that raft every now and then. Sometimes the raft in my mind is floating on water that has lemons bobbing in it. Why that is--I couldn't say. But sometimes I can't think of anything better than building a small raft and floating away on a river that's sure to take me somewhere, but takes me slowly and quietly. And wherever that somewhere is, it's everything I needed it to be--which is, of course, so much better than what I thought I wanted.