When we woke up this morning it was a cool 46 degrees outside with a slight breeze blowing into the house which triggered one of my favorite memories. I was visiting my mom and the bed was right near a window and I woke up and heard the birds singing outside the window and a cool breeze was blowing in the window with a fresh scent. Laying in the crisp sheets which had been line dried made it hard to get up that long ago morning. It seems that some of the best memories don't cost a thing but linger in our memory for a very long time. The cool breeze coming into the house this morning made it seem I had gone back 50 years in time to that morning again. Ahh, memories that are always at the back of our mind and just need a little tug to make them real all over again.