Consciously-Unconsciously

I was in a middle of my dream when suddenly I heard the telephone ringing. Darn! At a very early morning?

Now I can't put back my dream again. I was at the dream scene when I was holding on to these weird "creatures" and peeling off their shells like as if they are shrimps. They are not shrimps. These creatures look like critters but I don't know their names because its my first time to see them. One of those people watching me while I collect these creatures were laughing so hard and one older guy laughed at the collection inside the jar. I don't know why they are laughing because those creepy critters are not laughable, they are scary. It's frightening and why the hell I'm holding them? Whew! That's what dreams are for... something that is unconsciously wired to the brain. If it happened consciously do I have to touch those critters? Big NO!

Am I in the garden that my dream has something to do with the bug? Dreams are not my reality.

I miss the house of Mom and Dad in Greystone so I'm posting these photographs at the front porch. There's no bugs on those flowers. No bugs inside the house. Of course no bug in me. What's in the garden are garden friends not foes.

Maybe I was unconsciously waiting for spring and it's not winter yet. I mean winter starts on the 21st of December.

I wonder , wonder what to cook for Christmas feast. It's already the 15th and 10 days from now... it's Christmas time. Are you ready?