Craving Rain.
Aug. 12th, 2002 09:45 amMore restless sleep last night. I dreamt I was in a huge forest, mossy and falling leaves. A mist rolled in, thick and white overhead, and then a storm began. The trees began falling over in the wind. I was with a group of 3 other people - as we left the forest, we walked along a beach, and I was collecting fist-sized chunks of crystal in the sand. I kept having fleeting visions of a small witchy cottage in the forest, rich blue twilight and a circle with a lintel. Second night in a row I've been collecting crystal. Odd.
Of course, then I had a dream about my mother driving a Ptbo. city bus towards Jackson Park and dropping off children. I am not sure my dreams are a reliable thing. O_o Mom is coming to visit me on Friday, hopefully. I like it when people come to visit. I'm going to buy some herbs when she's here, I think.
It's hot; going to be one of those hot miserable days of Summer from which I hermit myself. I have things to do, but somehow none of them (aside from my banking) seem terribly urgent. Especially shaving my legs - A necessary evil, but ~*UGH*~ how I loathe it. :\
I wish we would get rain again. It's that time of the year where the world begins to dry up completely...if my birthday were a full moon, I might appreciate that. There is something lovely about the moon after Lughnassadh, full and golden rising over toasted fields and rusty-green leaves ready to change pigment. If it were my birthday, maybe then I would love it...but my birthday is seldom on a full moon. Close, though - it is a waning moon this year. Perhaps it will still be beautiful, even if I have to stay up very late to see it. And if you're curious, go check your own birthday. :p http://www.googol.com/moon/

Of course, then I had a dream about my mother driving a Ptbo. city bus towards Jackson Park and dropping off children. I am not sure my dreams are a reliable thing. O_o Mom is coming to visit me on Friday, hopefully. I like it when people come to visit. I'm going to buy some herbs when she's here, I think.
It's hot; going to be one of those hot miserable days of Summer from which I hermit myself. I have things to do, but somehow none of them (aside from my banking) seem terribly urgent. Especially shaving my legs - A necessary evil, but ~*UGH*~ how I loathe it. :\
I wish we would get rain again. It's that time of the year where the world begins to dry up completely...if my birthday were a full moon, I might appreciate that. There is something lovely about the moon after Lughnassadh, full and golden rising over toasted fields and rusty-green leaves ready to change pigment. If it were my birthday, maybe then I would love it...but my birthday is seldom on a full moon. Close, though - it is a waning moon this year. Perhaps it will still be beautiful, even if I have to stay up very late to see it. And if you're curious, go check your own birthday. :p http://www.googol.com/moon/
