Three Dreams: 1. A new home – to the east a raw hillside, which we had made into a rock garden...
But I think now that longing and nostalgia whether conscious or in subconscious, plays some part in the direction dreams take; as witness two dreams I had last night...
Don't let anyone kid you about the title—after all, why not Sea Shells, or Sun Glare or Sun Shimmer or what have you? What's in a name?
A dream – A picket fence by an alley, with wild morning-glories growing in profusion over it. Early morning with a misty sun rising, the vines wet with dew...
The whole country-side beautiful – especially Clinton St around 4 & 3 Rod Rds –
A dream fragment – of finding great quantities of white dog-tooth violets growing on a bank; and again of wandering down the “Egypt” road at twilight...
Out in the yard for a short walk, the first time out since May 21- still the lush rapture of June, no hint of summer yet- My heart was full of gratitude to God for this moment...
A dream, most of which evaporated with waking. Out there remains the memory of finding two pair of beautiful moths by the side of a dark green pool...
A cool gray day after yesterday’s rain, with wind from the N.E.