Lately, there has been a part of RecurrentDreamTown where there are connected houses - condominiums, really - built on rolling, green hills. Numerous episodes take place there, only now unfurling themselves fully to my waking memory. The neighborhood looks a little bit like what used to be Hidden Village, the first apartment community I ever occupied, in Odenton, Maryland. But it's also dissimilar in many ways. I only just now thought of the comparison, in fact. Driveways loop and connect in a sort of oval layout with other avenues inside the oval, and there are always plenty of parking spaces. In these dreams I end up parking, usually, a good distance away from the actual residence I wish to visit, and I always have to do a bit of walking to find my car when I leave or pass by. There is often snow, from a fairly decent snowfall hours before, just to make parking and driving complicated, but it has often fallen at an odd or unexpected time of year and has begun to melt, just enough to make driving possible without any shoveling. I usually dream of this kind of snowfall and parking/driving challenge during warm weather months.
The particular residence in last night's dream may have appeared in earlier adventures. I don't quite live there, but I am familiar with it from visits and I think I sometimes stay over. It's not, I don't think, as frequent a location as the older dream dormitory that recurs and is definitely "somewhere else" relative to this neighborhood. I don't remember the events of last night's adventures very clearly, except that when I went in to the place everything looked normal, and when I went out again, there was a huge construction machine digging a big trench in the back yard, taking up ost of it, remarkable to me in that I had not heard the sounds or felt the rumble of earth-moving going on from inside the house.
The particular residence in last night's dream may have appeared in earlier adventures. I don't quite live there, but I am familiar with it from visits and I think I sometimes stay over. It's not, I don't think, as frequent a location as the older dream dormitory that recurs and is definitely "somewhere else" relative to this neighborhood. I don't remember the events of last night's adventures very clearly, except that when I went in to the place everything looked normal, and when I went out again, there was a huge construction machine digging a big trench in the back yard, taking up ost of it, remarkable to me in that I had not heard the sounds or felt the rumble of earth-moving going on from inside the house.