Bodhi and I had a wonderful surprise visit from Auntie Chelle and the gang. We enjoyed a spontaneous tea party complete with black cherries, roasted cashews, dates and even a tea leaf reading. Next we ate goober-burgers (Take two slices of your favorite bread, toasted, and lathered with peanut butter, sliced tomatoes, onion, sprouts, veggie burger and ketchup) and enjoyed miles of conversation, while Bodhi pirouetted across tile, table and chair. To wind it up, we all played the poetry game , while Bodhi's wild-child energy reached a hurricane magnitude of enthusiasm. Now, friends have gone home, Bodhi sleeps quietly in our room and I reflect on the good fortune that smiles in and on my life right now. These are the little moments, like pearls, which string together into a beautiful strand of memories, each one precious, each one lovely, each one lived.