mew mew mew mew
Singing cats, in a choir, all sitting on the shoulders of their owners, singing together.
dreams
Singing cats, in a choir, all sitting on the shoulders of their owners, singing together.
My brother leant me a book about a family’s adventures travelling at sea
I thumbed through the pagers and saw tonnes of pictures, even tiny ones embedded in the text. There were lots of pictures of their two children, a boy and a girl.
In two places in the book there were pictures of the children with foam beards and rocks decorated with foam. Saving foam?
There was this picture taken with the camera half under water. The boy was in the left and holding something, the girl was walking away to the right. The water line was below the boy’s eyes, but over the girl’s head, 2/3rds the way up the picture.
In the middle of the book, the pagers were words and small pictures over a map.
The cover of the book was mainly blue, with a photo that was mostly blue. I could not read the title in the dream.
The book was obviously read and re-read, the pages worn, the spine bent but in tact, the soft cover was worn, bent, and curled.
my brother ate the beef jerky I bought for a trip and tried to hide the fact
a church
some sort of train that a young grandchild fixed up for grandpa
he smiles more
grandchild said “I smile more” – a boy grandchild
tracks were polished
I was making meat pies, with a choice of stuffing: ground meat, stew, deer steak, potatoes. There was a boy or a man (who?) there. I was making pies for him, but he would not make up his mind.
I was riding in the back of a trailer or a sleigh with blankets wrapped all around me. At one point, my husband was there too. Sometimes we knew the destination, sometimes not.