odd dreams

This morning, before I woke up at 8:30 having to go to the bathroom, I was having a dream about taking photographs in Scotland. Looking one direction from where I was standing, it was barely dawn and there were pools of fog and mist collected over a landscape that loooked like combination hills/moors and marsh. Looking the other way, the lighting was right for looking west when it's dawn (that is, still very dim), but out of the marsh were growing palm trees that were not only blowing in a wind, but also sliding up and down vertically somehow.

I have always wondered if my dreams of being in London (which always resemble one another, as though whatever place I was visiting, it was at least the same one) actually resemble the real thing, but somehow I doubt there are very many palm trees in Scotland...

odd dreams

This morning, before I woke up at 8:30 having to go to the bathroom, I was having a dream about taking photographs in Scotland. Looking one direction from where I was standing, it was barely dawn and there were pools of fog and mist collected over a landscape that loooked like combination hills/moors and marsh. Looking the other way, the lighting was right for looking west when it's dawn (that is, still very dim), but out of the marsh were growing palm trees that were not only blowing in a wind, but also sliding up and down vertically somehow.

I have always wondered if my dreams of being in London (which always resemble one another, as though whatever place I was visiting, it was at least the same one) actually resemble the real thing, but somehow I doubt there are very many palm trees in Scotland...