Green Mountain Meandering Missives

When it comes to dreams, from my youth onward, I have never unnecessarily put much if any energy, faith, need or time in finding meaning, symbolism, nor a message in them; because, for me, sometimes a dream is only that, a dream, merely something to entertain us while we are asleep, nothing more. However, whether or not there is meaning, symbolism or a message to be ascertained from a particular dream, I have always found it best to not allow it to overly dominate my thoughts or behavior one way or another. Instead, I might sometimes allow it to slowly brew on the backburner within my mind and, if there is something pertinent to eventually be applied, use it to help be an informational guide concerning how, where and when it could be needed either at the moment or somewhere down the road. In addition, having long been a fan of quality science fiction (sci-fi) books and movies, it is no surprise that during my sleep this morning I found myself in the midst of what could be defined as a ...

After sending her a recent photo of my cat Cleopatra (Miss Cleo) and myself taken using the laptop computer, my sister shared the photo with her co-workers and they thought I looked like a good Santa. My sister thinks that I should keep my beard as well as a mustache and not shave off the beard or trim either as I had planned for when my son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter is to visit me this week. She thinks that my three and a half year-old granddaughter might enjoy having her Opa (i.e., grandfather) look like Santa (first photo). Have since decided to keep the facial hair as is (Mountain Man Santa, like in the old Holiday card one of my cousins sent me years ago; second photo). Had put out word yesterday morning that I was seeking the use of a Santa suit. Not too long after, someone who I texted about it had offered me the loan of a full Santa suit that also comes with a pair of wire-rimmed glasses as well as a Santa sack for presents & the like (third and fourth photos)....

Dear Sorely Missed Loved One, Recently, it was your 38th birthday.  Unfortunately, after years of lengthy separation between us during your youth and then having been joyously reunited for a time, due to an unintentional error of miscommunication and misunderstanding on my part, you and I have been out of contact for six (6) or more years. As it turns out, you had changed your identity and tried to communicate that to me, including by using your new name as well as email address at the time; however, I did not realize it until months later when I eventually stumbled upon what had taken place unbeknownst to me at the time regarding these changes. If you had initially used your other, older, email address to do so, I must have either missed it or didn't understand, back then. Please believe me and know as well as understand that I had not rejected you, nor the change of your identity, whatsoever. Rather, once I finally realized what had occurred, I fully embraced these and would you ...