Thanks for the photo info, bk.
I had a strange night and am exhausted. A good way to start the day! Half woke up to the strong smell of skunk. Must've been right outside. Then I fell into kind of a half-sleep and had a dream that a burglar had come into the house. I tried to scream, but couldn't get my voice out. Finally, I yelled, loud as I could, "Burglar! Burglar!" ...At which point, in the real world, Abie got out of his little dog bed - near my people bed - and ran out of the bedroom. So, I think I really did yell out. (When I was a kid, I woke myself up talking or screaming, almost every night. Usually I was being chased by Russians or some other Bad Men (a Benjamin Kritzer reference) in my dreams.)
BAck to last night.... Eventually, I fell asleep again and had a dream that I was stuck in some freezing end of the world place and had to take the one and only plane out -- thousands were lined up. This was sort of mixed in with the fact that I had made some kind of appointment to "leave" here permanently (my home environment, I guess) but had no idea what time the leave-taking was supposed to take place. I just knew I had to get ready for a cab coming to get me. It was very unsettling.
Yesterday's Gregory Peck dream was much more fun.
...No - this is not the beginning of the Panni's Nightly Dream series.