I get a little moody at this time of the year, end of September, with a birthday rising on the horizon (I am an October girl). It's not a "bad" moody, more of a reflective state, of my life, the year behind me and the year before me. A long chat with my friend Joy in San Diego, where I first met her a lifetime ago, brought so many memories back, of a front yard filled with hibiscus bushes, of learning to drive in a green Edsel on Mt. Hukee street, a car everyone made fun of but that was as solid as any car, and so much more. It's a friendship that's withstood time and all its tests, and I dedicate this entry to her.