I thought the sun glinting on this glass tree my Mom recently put out was so pretty. The tree is surrounded by paper/cloth angels Mom made.
My second offering is my dream from last night. I am at a salt-water pond. My landlady from Cape Cod is there, Chris and another woman. We are all going fishing. I take up a rod to give it a try though I haven't fished since I was a child. Immediately, I catch a very large fish. The other two women are surprised. The fish is still in the water. It is heavy. I don't know what to do next. Then A, a master fisherman I know, comes by. He hesitates to help me at first, then relents and takes over the task of reeling in and removing from the hook.