The sound of the water...I don't think there is anything more beautiful.   Nothing more peaceful, inviting or intriging.  Even as a little girl my favorite place to be was sitting on the grassy bank of a babbling brook.  I could sit there for hours mesmerized by the sound, the movement, the way the water jumps over the rocks and lands then rushing off to find it's way down stream.  

I have always been drawn to the water, as many of you probably have also.  I love to hear waterfalls and the ocean waves crashing in, but also gently lapping onto the shore.  I love the sound of rain on tin roof or the way heavy rain sounds as it crashes to the ground.  I even love the way it sounds as cars rush past my house after a good rain.  

I have had many dreams about water as well.  Dreams of the ocean, lakes and rivers.  At times I saw water rising up in a house.  In one of my dreams I saw a horse coming down a river and...