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Sharing a Dream

Sharing of Dreams He had a dream of living a life of rustic idyll, to see and feel seasons, so he bought a derelict cottage in pastoral Algarve. Took his wife along, explained how the cottage would look like when done up; she said nothing. With help of workmen he began repair and life for a while was primitive. He saw his wife was not happy, when she said she had go home to look after her daughter, he understood. Months went, but a day in February the home was ready, he had even acquired a dog. Outside the almond trees were shedding and petals looked as pink snow. Rang her, but she didn´t want to come and live in his bucolic wonderland . “But I thought you liked it”, he said. “You never asked me, took me for granted, this is you dream not mine…” The cottage was still and cold, his dog sensed his dejections jumped up on his lap liking his face. He went into the shed, collected wood for the fireplace, his dream was now like an old coat too comfy to throw away.

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Date: 7/26/2012 7:01:00 AM
I think it was the sheep. No sheep. love, Kathy
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 7/26/2012 7:47:00 AM
funny, I was actually thinking of and sheep coat I used to wear when I was a chief steward in the navy and had go into the big freezer to see what we had left and what i had to order

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