The message about my flooded yard was **NOT** the message I originally planned for this morning. I had a very vivid dream last night and I’ll share the details. Curious… because we seldom remember dreams. Curious… because I wonder where those thoughts came from?!

I was with two other unidentified people; we were in a mall with carnival-like atmosphere. Not a tawdry carnival–an elegant beautiful setting with music and gaiety. The other two people were buying expensive items from handsome and beautiful people. The more they bought, the more “points” they accumulated. They could exchange “points” for trips to far-away locations. But, unexpectedly, their purchases were inferior and they could not get a refund. They were very deep in debt for the purchases. One spectacular item was an antique automobile identified as “White” (but looked like an old Packard or Duesenberg). A search of the Internet produced this link and that is the car I saw. ~~ That’s it; either I woke up or the hard rain pounding on the roof disrupted my dream. Isn’t that peculiar??