this summer has been just too good. my dear friend and i were running down a sand dune, upon which another dear friend's cottage resided, into lake michigan, and we were literally laughing all the way. suddenly she said something so nice, but i sadly can not bring to mind just how she worded the thought. something about this memory is like an old movie, running happily through grass, laughing, the sun, the sand and the waves crashing..she was right. looking back years from now, we will remember this like a reel of film playing in an old projector, with a golden tint and faded edges, the sound softly muffled, but the feeling of joy completely