Arboles.

I had a dream last night, so vivid. It was in my backyard at home where we have at least 14 trees squaring off our yard. My family was home and it was a sunny summer afternoon. But a storm had just blown in from the west paralleling the golf course. In the dream the weather had gotten too bad we had to seek refuge, but I stood near the window watching trees snapping in half my favorite maple, my favorite pine. Many trees. But not one tree seemed to hit the house. There was some emotional factor in the dream to these trees, that when I woke up found very interesting. Despite the strong winds in the dream it was sunny and looked peaceful.

Pretty cool.