But I did have this morning dream....
Was visiting old friends, location uncertain - maybe around here, maybe Pacific Northwest. Seems they'd bought an old, small-but-luxurious hotel or apartment building or some such - something built before the age of ubiquitous automobiles - and converted it to a mansion of sorts. Had a modest amount of land around it; for some reason it was well outside of any urban area. Either there was a permanent house party going or it was sort of a commune; I wasn't quite clear on this. There was a mini farmers' market set up on the second floor, featuring (at the time) various locally-grown fruit and some bizarre but oddly tasty confections.
That's about all I remember of it, except for some of the visuals, which mostly could have been borrowed from a 1930s film.
Meanwhile, here in real life, it's quite hazy this morning. I guess at least part of it is smoke from yet another round of wildfires, unless some of the old ones are still going. Showing an air quality alert, and apparently there's a lot of grass pollen about in addition to the smoke-or-whatever.
I keep hearing something that sounds like distant thunder, but that doesn't make sense unless the sound is somehow getting here from that monster thunderstorm way over in the Indiana / Illinois area.
Kitchen floor work has been on hold for a couple of days; apparently the crew was dispatched to some emergency repair job. Supposed to resume today, so we should have the kitchen back to normal in time for the weekend.
Update: Thunder is in fact coming from the next room. Joy left a computer playing a cat-purring vid, with a fire and a thunderstorm. The purring is meant to calm the cats; the thunder is incidental.
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