often looking at the pictures of the day i feel like i'm dreaming. was i dreaming that? am i dreaming this? the split mulberry by the tracks had cracked in half, and charlie ducked up a path, and we saw wheels and tables by the chainlink fence, and somebody dropped a blue plastic item on a coyote den, and charlie got many niggling burrs in her soft fur. we got waylaid by the way reality is like a dream. with burrs.