We have a dumpster in our driveway!!!! Hus has been home for a while and has done an amazing job of organizing and tidying and decluttering. That, coupled with the amount of JUNK we have accumulated in our basement and attic led us to take advantage of a local dumpster rental outfit’s Weekend Special. So, as soon as we have finished watching Antiques Roadshow UK, we are sallying forth to fill the maw of the dumpster beast. Fun!
I got a HUGE and wonderful surprise on my way home from work yesterday. The herons are back!!! Well, at least three of them…they weren’t there Thursday, then poof! on Friday. I am so looking forward to the next few months over the swamp…maybe another batch of heron babies to be hatched?
And, let’s end today’s post with another weird dream from which I awoke this morning…my sister and I were somewhere out in the middle of nowhere, attending some event or another. When it was time to go home, we left the car there, I hopped my bicycle and sis started walking. Suddenly, sis had a bike, too (she says she asked her then-husband to send her bike) and we headed for home. The road went through stores and barns and then suddenly, we were peddling through old-time European countryside…probably Onkerzele, Belgium, where I spent the year between high school and university…those huge Belgian draft horses with muddy fetlocks pulled carts full of sugar beets past our house every evening…at any rate, we peddled through old-timey countryside…the road dead ended into a cavern of huge stones that we picked our way through, it as part of a farmyard with chickens and mud. We ended up at a dead end and sat to reconnoiter. As we started to climb back out, I woke up! Strange, strange dreams. And to remember them is also strange…it usually happens to me in strings of nights, as it has been…then I won’t have a memorable dream in ages. So I guess I should enjoy them while I have them.