Yes, there are myriads of love songs, but have you ever thought about the number of dream songs? I recall buying a ticket to South Pacific, settling down in a theater seat and listening to the lyrics of Happy Talk, “You gotta have a dream, If you don’t have a dream, How you gonna have a dream come true?”Then, there is the musical command, “Dream the Impossible Dream!”
As I sit on my couch and gaze out the picture window, I ask, “What do you want to see this spring?” The 80 shades of green view becomes a vision of a dry creek worthy of magazine fame. Eureka! not only will this green space become a path of beauty; it will solve the driveway drainage problem. There is truth in the Chinese proverb, “Life begins when you plant a garden.” I explored the gardening books section of the library, surfed the web for ‘constructing a dry creek’ articles, asked Jeanna, my landscaper, to bring the tiller to soften the dirt, so it could be shoveled into a creek bed form. 
This photo shows that we’re rocking with landscaping fabric, three 10 foot sections of trench drain, river rock, pea gravel and sheer determination. Working on this project is becoming a window of opportunity to bring joy. The encore azaleas are struggling in this August heat; however, a Texas sage blooms as if to say, “I like my new home.” Come spring, I will share pictures of our impossible dream progress; or, I’ll share my new lyrics to “Help! Help! Me Ron Cowart!”
