The Dream Ends… perhaps…

Something was forming in the mist ahead of us…

‘It’s our place’ Flutter excitedly squeaked “It does seem to be, sweetheart’ I replied, secretly delighted she’d said ‘our’…

… everything was still shrouded in mist, and my (our) familiar home grounds seemed unmoored, and adrift…

… nothing felt quite right…

… ‘Look, the seahorse sculpture is in a different place…’ said Flutter…

… as we climbed the steps, we could see that, not only had the sculpture been moved…

… there was a new water feature…

… a new raised garden, new statues…

… ‘I’ve never seen this entire area’ whispered Flutter “Me, neither, darling’ I replied…

… ‘It’s very pretty’ Flutter commented…

… ‘It sure is, just the kind of thing I’d build’ I answered. ‘Lets keep it, then’ she suggested…

… and, just like that, we both woke up, and we had a new area in our garden.

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