A photo of Violet on sea legs in the river a couple weeks ago

I have a vivid dream life. Often, if I wake in the night after a dream, there are symbolic images that just call out to be captured in my artwork. They feel strong, and full of color and energy. By morning most of the details are gone. I'm moving closer to the prospect of having a paper and pencil by the bed and writing it down. I must find a way to do it so that I don't disturb W as he is a light sleeper.

I do remember a delightful portion of one of last night's dreams. I was standing in the front yard of my childhood and looking at a yard across the street. I watched a deer who had his muzzle deep in the grass watching a jumping frog. I walked over to the deer and climbed on top of her, she was quite large for a deer. I rode the deer where I needed to go, on the road among all the cars and busses. I lightly touched her neck in certain places to indicate to her which direction she needed to go. Hmmm....it feels like it means something but I don't know what.