Dream diary
Oct. 28th, 2006 08:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smokingbootFirst, a big apology to those to whom I owe email/phone replies, it's been insane and today promises to be the strangest of the lot. Right now I have no time for a proper update, but want to record this dream before I forget it.
Some kind of trellis ladder thing up which many creeping flowers had grown and were blooming; I had planted them at the base and trained them up the wood, and now wonderful huge tendrils of foliage, leaves and stems and flowers both massive and delicate covered it and wove their way across the air: I could not believe what I was seeing, that all this riot of nature had anything to do with me. At one point a twisting combination of vine and flower waved at me from the topmost rung, imitating a tentacle in a kind of vegetable joke. I couldn't help laughing because it all felt so joyful and gorgeous.
I didn't know what to do with it though; my mother (in real life an excellent gardener) was there and somehow managed to tilt it backwards slightly. It was then I saw the bigger picture; it provided a kind of canopy for a gorgeous part of the garden where a little stream ran through and other flowers grew wild. The effect was very lovely. In front lay a smooth nothing much type back garden lawn, which I assumed was my mother's, and I knew she would transform it into something wonderful.
Some kind of trellis ladder thing up which many creeping flowers had grown and were blooming; I had planted them at the base and trained them up the wood, and now wonderful huge tendrils of foliage, leaves and stems and flowers both massive and delicate covered it and wove their way across the air: I could not believe what I was seeing, that all this riot of nature had anything to do with me. At one point a twisting combination of vine and flower waved at me from the topmost rung, imitating a tentacle in a kind of vegetable joke. I couldn't help laughing because it all felt so joyful and gorgeous.
I didn't know what to do with it though; my mother (in real life an excellent gardener) was there and somehow managed to tilt it backwards slightly. It was then I saw the bigger picture; it provided a kind of canopy for a gorgeous part of the garden where a little stream ran through and other flowers grew wild. The effect was very lovely. In front lay a smooth nothing much type back garden lawn, which I assumed was my mother's, and I knew she would transform it into something wonderful.
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