The rain woke me up.
That must’ve been why I was dreamin’ of Andy.





In a half-daze, somethin’ outside my window got my attention.
I went to look.
But,
it was way too dark to see anything.
There was no moon.
Just as I was about to turn away,
the faintest, smallest little burst of light
flickered off in the distance.
It was low. On the ground. Couldn’t’ve been a star.
If memory serves me right,
it was pretty close to where the yellow truck sat.

Then,
2 more little bursts happened.
One yellow.
One blue.
Was I dreamin’ ?
I didn’t know this terrain well enuf to go exploring
in the middle of the dark, dark nite.
Tomorrow would have to suffice.
And my head was still half asleep.
“Where’s my bed?”
I was sawin’ logs b4 I knew it.
BSOT
Ian
These are such beautiful photos💙
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thanx much
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