I remember so clearly the first time I saw Star Wars. It was in one of those domed theaters that, for the time, had incredible sound. There was a scene when Luke Skywalker was still living with his Aunt and Uncle. He stepped outside and looked off into the vast expanse of the desert.
The sound made it seem so real, I was transported.
A memory that has stayed with me for years.
Today, I was sitting outside reading. I stepped over to the solar oven to check the stew and a slight wind came up. I walked around the rig, the sun was bright, the horizon was shining and I heard exactly that same sound.
Sometimes I think I'm the luckiest woman in the world.