hummingbird sand brights
A few days ago, the dream was of hummingbirds. A whole cluster of them, jewel tones green and Ruby, where outside of my home. They were attempting to feed from discarded cherry tomatoes, but their beaks been snapped off at the ends which made it difficult. I brought them inside the house, they were tame , exhaustion & starvation having blunted their quick, free movements. 1 by 1, I helped them to feed.
A subsequent night, I dreamt that I was sitting and waiting out of curiosity to watch the new candidate for president speak, Madonna. I did not have a strong feeling as to if she had a chance, but I didn't seem to care as much as I usually do.
At some point in the night, I woke up and looked at the pictures Rex Harrison, and so does Stephen tenant. I went back to sleep, and dreamt of bright young things and was at a party filled with excess and beauty. It was quite remarkable wonderful and others glowing terms.
And then I woke up to a cold house, but a warm bed. Mister Gregjaw picked up the baby from her crib in our room, and put her in bed with us, and we shared a Lovely Moment.
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