Of Course!
I think I've lived here 7 years now - a bizarrely long time unprecedented in my life. Would you drive here you'd break out from the trees and see the lake on your right. After a bit you'd turn onto my dive, which parallels the road, and which acts as a main drive from which several individual driveways spring, including one which has a large sign proclaiming that it the lair of someone named Milt. Every time I see it I think of spawning salmon. That has to be thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of milt-thoughts that have sprung unbidden into my brain. I think that's why my imagination, fecund as it has proved to be, has given birth to so many ideas.