The desert air is just perfect tonight – cool with a slight breeze. Ah, clear skies with so many twinkling stars –  – and now for a restful sleep. YAWN. BURP, hiccup – oops – must have been that strange plant I ate for dinner. YAWN. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. SNORE. . . . . . . . . . . Did you ever have one of those dreams where ordinary objects take on giant-sized dimensions? I don’t know what is going on here. Reminds me of my great, great, great, great, great uncle Cornelius Camel who served in the Indian Cavalry. Perhaps he is channeling to send me a message in this dream. “Seek wisdom, Clara. Above all, seek wisdom and conduct yourself with integrity.” What a strange message from a bugle! But it is an Indian bugle – that would explain it.