I have this thing where if I wake up fairly early, I usually doze off again and have the most peculiar dreams. Its a bit like the film Inception* in that I can feel like I'm dreaming for hours when in reality it's only fifteen minutes or so.
Today's involved ships...big oil tanker type boats, so big that the top of them could barely be seen close up. There was a shower in a room somewhere. Not on the boat, somewhere else. I was wet, absolutely drenched. Then there were bombs and things exploding at really close range. I was looking for someone but I have no idea who.
Something about the end of the world. Then, I was in a car driving through the Fen countryside, for those who don't know it's very flat and the sky is very big. Then, in that dreamlike state, I was shepherding small children down a country path somewhere, a Jay chattering in a branch over head... three woodpeckers go shooting passed, two green ones chasing a red and black one at breakneck speed...
I think i woke up not long after, the bit with the birds was the resounding impression from the dream.
Didn't think much about it at all, even though it was vivid. Got up, showered, took some laundry out to the tumble drier in my garage, which involves going out into my garden.
All most jumped out of my skin when a woodpecker started tapping away at the poplar tree behind my house!**
He was red and black, he disappeared off into another tree.
Very strange indeed.
*What's wrong with you, seriously brilliant film!
**Just before you get all cynical and say i heard him in my sleep, my lower end hearing is pretty shot, so the thrush that lives in the same trees annoys me no end, but i just wouldn't have been able to hear a woodpecker at all from inside my house.
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