Author: bonniemitsch

I am in the cockpit of a small plane. I am in the pilot’s seat. Next to me is another woman. Next to her is the pilot. He is foreign, maybe Latino. I am to fly the plane. The pilot is telling me what to do. I am nervous. I am not sure how this will work. The other woman I am with is much more daring and spontaneous.

Deb has made a couple of small, wooden ducks that are beautiful. She has made one other thing as well, but I cannot remember what it is. She wants to sell them to a woman who has a gift shop. Another woman and I go with her to the shop. It is a small shop. A young woman is there, not the owner. The young woman says no to Deb.

Deb then puts on my winter jacket which feel invasive to me. I tell her to be careful with it. We then go to a pasture. There are horses and some people riding horses in the pasture. I get out of the car and start taking photographs.

I am in an airport that is very crowded. Many people to to look for a bathroom, myself as well. I do find one and find a toilet that is open. We, I all go back and wait for our flight. Feeling: calm