Blue_Opossum

Morning of December 2, 2013. Monday.



In my dream, there are two scenarios, the first one involving the refurbishing of an old wooden house in a rural area. It is high up on stumps (high enough to freely walk around under) and I look closely at the underside of the floor, noting the way the floorboards appear. This unknown house, as with our house in real life, has very thin floorboards with gaps between them. I start to wonder about how it is possible to actually walk in the house, let alone have any sort of furniture anywhere in it. I notice areas where there are smaller clusters of thicker, harder pieces of wood stuck or nailed into the bottom, somewhat equidistant in a grid pattern across the underside of the house, apparently for a bit of extra support, with additional areas of some sort of resin sloping away from the sections. The main idea here is that there are two men who disagree about what to do with the house and I am supposedly there to help, but I am not sure what to do about their predicament. It seems they have equal say in its fate. One wants to fix it up a lot better by redoing parts of it, the other does not want to bother and just wants to add a bit of patchwork, which would possibly result in a house that no one will be able to live in. Meanwhile, an unknown rural sheriff or game warden sits on a porch telling me about all the misadventures of the two men. He seems very cheerful, loud, and excited in his speech, repeating the highlights of their more recent misadventures and continuing redundant-in-theme encounters, laughing as if sharing a great comedic yet predictable legend.

Later, I am with a few unknown people and we discover two young animals that are about the size of a large cat. I hold them the most as a few other people come and go. The first one; I tell someone that it is a baby bear. However, I then notice that it has long ears and see that it is actually an arctic hare. I correct my error and talk about what it actually is as I stroke the soft long ears. The other animal turns out to be a young arctic fox. It is beautiful and calm. I pet it and stroke the bushy, soft tail. The two animals need a bit of care for now and we keep them close by. There is almost a mystical feeling as I enjoy the natural surroundings within my dream even though it is now a snowy landscape (unlike the first dream segment). The vividly rendered detail of the setting is quite precise and emotionally soothing. The hare is almost completely pure white except for a bit of darker gray around the top of the ears and the fox is the same way, but with a bit of lighter gray on the tip of its tail. They act in a very calm and passive manner instead of trying to run away.

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