March 16, 1990

A very strange dream…

I was with a tall Jewish woman who was a lot like Erika. In the dream she was one of Bev’s ex-lovers, and she mentioned something about why I always end up going out with her exes. So, anyway, the tall woman and I wanted to find a lake that was private and secluded. I had a map and suggested we go north to this lake past Petersburg. So we rode on her motorcycle along winding highways and reached this nice spot that was only about half-way. I suggested that we stay there to have our quiet time because, I said, it was already getting a bit too late to travel the rest of the way. She said something about this place not being secluded enough, but I reassured her that it was. I pointed to the little pond with fish swimming around. (It was something like Poe’s” Landor’s Cottage”.)

It was interesting because it was like the little fish had become cute little chipmunks swimming around. All of them had cute little hair-dos. Then a rabbit came along and affectionately nibbled at my calf as I dangled my legs in the lower part of the pond, which had actual fish in it.

The woman and I had a nice visit and it was getting time to go. My feet were submerged in the water, but it was more like I was dipping my head in from time to time, and all these strange fish were getting caught in my hair.

I pulled them out and laid them on the ground beside me. We decided we’d take them home, so we put them in a plastic bag and got up to leave. The woman started telling me Jewish mother jokes and we bantered.

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Teresa Carey is a ceramic artist, writer, photographer, journalist, publisher and nature lover. She lives in Manitoba's Interlake on a small acreage close to the shores of Lake Winnipeg.

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