Yoo Hoo!! What about me? See me over the back here, all bright & silvery?
We have been getting thunderstorms in the evenings lately. With some welcome falls of rain. But last evening it just did a tease, & didnt amount to anything in particular.
Still dealing with craptacular things we would rather not, so not much concentration available to think straight.
While waiting in the Dr's waiting rooms for a script, the Receptionist & another patient, plus the Dr, & I, were exchanging our various 'rodent' stories. This may seem a very peculiar subject for a Doctor's waiting room, but said Dr's rooms are situated on the bank of a large creek. Water rats have been spotted from time to time. Not in the surgery I hasten to add, but once, in the garden, scurrying up a tree. Dr D & I both spotted it at the same time, & were quite amused- more so, than shocked really. Who knew rats climbed trees??
The Receptionist, C, told us that she had once found a burned Oppossum in her garden. She saw the poor creature's tail, all burnt bald. It was during bush fires in the area, & she felt so sorry for the poor little thing, with the fur all burnt off it's tail. Since she had a large Alsatian dog, she grabbed a wooden crate & threw it over the Possum, & weighted it with 2 bricks. She rang WIRES, which is the body which deals with distressed wildlife, -injured or burnt native animals, -in times of crisis. They promised to collect the Possum as soon as possible.
Now this will seem strange to New Zealanders, because Possums are a menace over there, & are freely shot for their pelts, & regarded as a danger to New Zealand native fauna. In NZ a dead Possum is a good Possum! But here, in Australia Possums are protected, & so, worthy of saving.
C said the man from WIRES duly arrived, & on lifting the crate, the man grabbed the two bricks, & clapped them together on the hapless animal! C was horrified! But it turned out the "Possum" was really a very large rat! The 'bald' tail had been rodent, not singed Possum.
Now to the dreams. I often have dreams of such clarity, upon waking I could swear they are real.
In this past week, I have dreamt so vividly of Monks in saffron robes, & I have heard them chanting, & the bells they strike, so clearly, I just could not believe I was in my own bed, when I woke.
I have met with people I have never seen before, we have had much in common, & spent happy hours together.
Sometimes the dreams are too nebulous to recall, & they hover, just out of reach at the corners of my mind, taunting me all day, or for several days, after the actual dreaming.
At other times the dream's details will remain with me all day, & call to me, to return, somehow. I will keep feeling I am being swept back into the 'dream'. I can feel textures, or see the colours so clearly. And hear the voices.
Perhaps I am going mad? I dont really think so. It seems I have had vivid dreams all my life, & have terrible nightmares at times, which will haunt me for weeks.
GOM always claims he cant remember his dreams. He knows he has them, but the details are lost upon waking.
AS I hve previously mentioned, we are having some personal turmoil in our lives at present, & I suppose all this is playing tricks with my mind. I am not sleeping well, & perhaps the dreams are acting as "stress relievers". Who knows......
This last pic is of today's Church Fete find... isnt it bright...some might say ugly, but something about it appealed to me, & 2 metres for $3 seemed a good buy. The small piece was the princely sum of 10 cents!!
I hope you have all been enjoying great weekends with your heart's desires being granted!