Two puppies come into the yard. They have name tags. One puppy’s name is Ella. (I can’t remember the other one’s name). It feels like Shady Oak. I go and get water for them. Paul is around.
I am knitting a puppy for a baby that is to be born to my nephew and his wife. Shady Oak is here again as well as getting water. Old stuff? and needing to add emotion or letting emotion out? (water)
An ancestral dream? Beautiful that you are knitting a puppy for a baby.