Blue

Brilliant blue seems to be a part of my life these last few days.  I was awake early a few days ago and happened to look out the window as dawn was coming. The sky was a bright brilliant blue... outstanding like something you only see at this time of the year. I did take a picture of it but as is the case with all pictures it just doesn't do the colour justice. Here's the picture of the sky as taken through my living room window...

Now isn't that an outstanding blue.

A few days later I had a dream that had a brilliant bright blue in it too I dreamed that I was visiting Sweet Davey's parents who just so happen to be my aunt and uncle.... (they read here so now I'm thinking they feel famous... snork!) Anyway, everyone was there... all my cousins and their families and my aunts and uncles and my mom and dad because my aunt and uncle had just bought a huge big Victorian style house in Toronto and we were having a celebration of sorts... (I have no idea where I was getting this but you do have to remember that it was a dream!!!) It kind of reminded me of my paternal grandfather's house which was kind of Victorian but not really.... but the house in my dream was even more huge.... I kept walking through the rooms and thinking how beautiful it was and finally I opened a door into what was obviously a rental space (my aunt and uncle were going to rent it to someone they knew.... this was all part of my dream)  but it too was Victorian and beautiful. There was scroll work in every corner of the ceiling... and there were beautiful wrought iron rails and even the french doors that led out to patio had wrought iron scroll work. When I walked out onto the patio there was a park, like something you would see in the English countryside. The patio was made of stone and the stones were grey with moss in between them. And all over the patio were the most beautiful little blue birds that were tiny.... even smaller than humming birds. The blue of these birds was the same colour as what you see in the above picture.... and they were friendly birds... those wee birds would come and land on my hand when I held it out. honestly that dream was like a small piece of heaven... I was very sorry to wake up from that one. I wanted to stay in that beautiful place with the beautiful birds on that quiet patio with elm and oak trees spreading away from me with thick rich green grass. Lovely.

This morning everything is anything BUT blue, green and lovely. Our truck, (white) which has been having trouble with the transmission from the first day we bought it, had to go to the dealership last week for repairs.  Supposedly the dealership fixed it and we picked it up on Wednesday of this week... Last night Teapot took me into town for Knit Night with the intention of him going to visit a friend while I was knitting. He had taken the recycling to the recycling depot before he went to visit his friend and there the truck died and there it still sits. It will need to go back to the dealership for more repairs. On top of that the teachers, with which Teapot shares the his career, are on the verge of a massive strike. (I will write more about that later... like maybe tomorrow...) The morning is sunny but I am feeling at odds with the sun... I am thinking of the blue birds... and I am thinking of peace.... and having read the news this morning there is anything but... So what's a body to do when everything seems topsy turvy and not at all like my dream....

I guess I will try today to put it all behind me... maybe today is the day for that fire out on the deck in the fireplace.... and maybe I will daydream a little about that beautiful place in my dream. Here's thinking of blue.... blue birds and blue skies...