I am sitting in a cabin nestled in Roche Lake Provincial Park, in British Columbia, Canada.  As I write, I am looking out the window, watching the sun begin to warm the surface of the lake.  The morning air is brisk as it was cold enough to frost last night.

I am sitting in a hospital.  A friend called and asked if I would be his transport for a minor procedure today.  All is going well.  I am waiting.  The sun is shining through giant windows in the sitting area.  My mind is flowing back to a sunny day spent last month with my friend Rainbow in British Columbia.