Music in the night

ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE nice dreams: sitting at a piano with a couple of teenaged students who were picking out tunes. I suggested the pickupnote, and the tail of the opening three-bar phrase; then the tune just kept going on.

I think the lyrics would begin “I don't know why...”(or maybe “how”), but it was useful this morning to remember a short shopping list: four limes and toasted almonds...