I'm dreaming...

... of a layer of fish.

Yup, fish.

Woke up with the weirdest dream this morning.

Imagine if you will a bubble-blowing machine. Little silver bubbles in the half-light of dusk emerging from a single point in a vineyard next to the main road I travel home. And the bubbles all heading up to about ceiling level - then forming a layer and bouncing slightly against each other in the night sky.

Now imagine those little silver bubbles are little silver bouyant fish, all happily popping out of the ground in a stream of glisten and hanging in the air just above head-height...

Told you it was a weird dream! :-)

Favourite Man was dreaming of cutting out map contours at the same time.

We must have eaten the wrong thing for supper!!!