Hello everyone.  It is a rather cold morning here, only 11C (52F).  This is still July.  But yesterday it was only 18C (64F) for a high, with the sun shining.  That is cold for July, even if July is almost over.  I think we are just getting a reminder that summer is almost gone.  Hard to believe really.  Seems like summer just started a short while ago and now it’s nearly gone for another year.  The nights are much longer now.  Still, we could have another month of summer left.  Maybe.  Or just a couple weeks.  Which is quite normal.  I’m hoping that since we had such a late spring this year, that it will mean summer will be here longer than normal.  Hoping.  Sigh.

Things happen to me sometimes.  Well, quite often actually.  Like the other day I was getting some ice out of the freezer and dropped the bag.  On my sore toe.  It didn’t hit the floor right beside my toe.  It landed right on my toe.  Or on vacation, the waterfall quits working.  The elevator quit working up to castle hill.  The elevators in the hotel quit working.  The WiFi at the hotel quit working.  Things happen to me.  Just the way it is. People don’t believe it.  That’s okay.  But that doesn’t change the facts.

So I’m out for a walk one day, not recently, and it was a day much like this one, except it was warmer.  But like now everything was so nice and green.  The sun was shining.  A perfect day for a walk.  I came to a spot where it was a rather steep hill, I was at the top. But there was an easy way down, so I started off.  Everything was wet because we had a lot of rain.  One area was just the bare granite rock and it was wet.  Rock when it’s wet can be very slippery.  And naturally I slipped. 

But instead of following down the nice easy way, I fell over the edge and started sliding down a very steep part of the hill.  There was nothing I could grab hold of to slow myself down.  Suddenly I went flying over the edge and landed about 15 feet (about 4.5 meters) down on a ledge.  It did kind of hurt, but amazingly no broken bones.  This ledge was rather small and no way back up.  Going down didn’t look great either.  It reminded me of my snowshoeing adventure when a similar thing happened.  At least this was summer. But…that didn’t make the problem any easier, since this ledge was much smaller.  And I had nothing with me to help myself.

Now what?  I sat and looked up, looked down, either way looked impossible.  If I had a phone with me it might have helped.  But I didn’t.  The more I looked around, the more impossible things looked.  This was not good.  As usual, I had told no one where I was going.  I saw a little squirrel.  He came from the top and ran down so effortlessly to the bottom.  Looked like he had done that before.  As I watched him though, I noticed a very narrow bit of rock sticking out which led over to a larger ledge to my left.  I looked at that.  It wasn’t as wide as my foot.  And it was about 20 feet (6 meters) to the next ledge.

Now, if I fell, well, that would be a long drop with nothing but solid granite rock to land on.  Safe to say I would get seriously hurt.  On the plus side, the rock I needed to walk on was dry.  And I couldn’t stay where I was.  So…off I went.  At least I could hold onto the rock with my hands too, so that helped.  About half way there was nothing left for my hands to hold onto.  So I just pushed myself against the rock and moved very slowly along.  Then my foot slipped.  That was it, I couldn’t hold myself back.  Down I went.

What a sensation, falling, seemed to take so long, then it was like I jumped.  I opened my eyes and looked around.  I turned over.  3 am.  It was all just a dream.  Sometimes dreams can be so vivid.  So real.  Hope you are not disappointed by this.  I don’t usually tell dreams.  Never write about them.  Just thought I would this time.  Well, I hope you all have a wonderful day and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

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