Alone along the edge of the sea, clearly this is Ketchkaan. Round mountains, the reflection of sunglitter, & this vision well. Dreamed this house before, that porch up there, that’s where in that other dream so perhaps she sees walking this trail back behind her place. Want her to see because want her to want. To cross near the water.
House nothing like her house nor located where neither her mother’s nor father’s houses are. This house old place, Linda’s house, the Cannon living downstairs.
Climb over a fence. Perhaps her mom will see me & tell her daughter that she saw. They cd talk.
way over . . .