The snow has fallen fast over the Eastern Welsh hills, so much so that I just had time to buy some logs before Bluebell slid precariously over the road East of the village
I was glad to have finished work for a week. I am tired
Last night I slept on my break , my head resting in my hand
I had a dream that I was dating the writer Ernest Hemingway, I’ve always had a bit of thing for him
He had a thick moustache and heavy stubble and wore a blue woolen jumper with a hole at the neck and he had a touch of dandruff
He also looked 60 which surprised me as I only consider myself as a “young” middle age thing
But he had the voice like chocolate and kissed like Doris Day every time I passed him in the kitchen doorway
So I didn’t mind much
He also stood smiling at me as I hurried around the cottage looking for Mary to walk before I went to work.
And I tried to cling onto that image when my phone called me back from break with a vibrating tinkle
I was very pissed off that it was a dream
very
It is nice to have dreams like that but so disappointing to wake up! People don't usually have faces or voices in my dreams but I 'sense' who they are. A few months ago I had a dream that I was walking along a street when a tall man walked up close to my side and walked with me and became part of me. I felt so safe and secure as though he was looking out for me. Whenever I feel down I think back to that dream and how loved and protected I felt. The memory of it gives me strength.
ReplyDeleteA compassionate friend to lean to. Lovely.
DeleteWaking up from a great dream is horrible !
ReplyDeleteContent yourself with knowing that to say he hit the bottle is an understatement John - and whiskers on the scale of that photograph prickle so maybe it wouldn't have been that good an idea. But a fellow can dream.
ReplyDeleteJohn has a beard veering towards that scale too so they'd be able to prickle each other!
DeleteI think he looks lovely
DeleteMe, too!
DeleteHugs :)
Your post reminded me of Manic Monday, where The Bangles sing about kissing Valentino by a crystal blue Italian stream.
ReplyDeleteAnd we've had snow on the ground for some days now. Winter is here!
XOXO
Snow doesn’t last long in my part of wales
DeleteI HATE that kind of dream! waking up and wanting desperately to go back to that happy place.....and yes he is gorgeous x
ReplyDeleteI was puckering up as I woke
DeleteI I'm not kidding, that I had a dream a few months ago that I was dating Donald Trump. That was a nightmare!
ReplyDeleteUgh, poor you!
DeleteKim what was THAT all about?
DeleteOh Kim whatever you ate that night never do that again.
DeleteWell this little section made me laugh out loud!
DeleteI don't like his looks but I very much like his writing and his attitude. Was he a gonzo journo?
ReplyDeleteHunter Johnson’s widow returned stolen antlers from the Hemingway house to Ernest's widow
DeleteHunter Thompson!
DeleteYour cottage looks so cozy in the snow.
ReplyDeleteI never have dreams like that! Although... he kissed like Doris Day?!? Good you don't have to be commuting to work in that. It looks beautiful (from here).
ReplyDeleteI got home just in time, the roads were lethal
DeleteI don't normally have dreams about well-known people but do remember a couple, one in which a shirtless Harrison Ford was digging a ditch in my back garden - this was in his younger days, and more recently (before Covid though) I dreamt I was in a queue for the ladies loo in a theatre - so of course I was queuing outside the loos as the queue was so long, and I handed 3 loo rolls to Benedict Cumberbatch....
ReplyDeleteOoh Harrison Ford - I wouldn't mind whether he was young or old if he was shirtless.
DeleteThat sexy lopsided smile too!
I’ve unleashed a monster here
DeleteShirtless and sweaty....
DeleteOh... I like. Searching for Ernest Hemingway. Sounds like a lovely mid-life slice of life drama or a Bananarama song.
ReplyDeleteHe was a fascinating character , a depressive like his father, he was a big sportsman, fisher, planed crasher and husband
DeleteHemingway didn't know what he was missing!
ReplyDeleteI love ya Debra x
DeleteBest comment !
DeleteYa know... one of these days you really need to write a book. 😘
ReplyDeleteTee hee
Deletepapa bear hemmingway eh? interesting.
ReplyDeletethe little cottage looks warm and inviting with the snow outside.
The fire is roaring as is my voice the girls have been fighting
Deletelike the additional pix of the girls in the snow.
DeleteOh that sounds like a lovely dream :-)
ReplyDeleteIt was very real
DeleteSomeday you will find your Hemmingway, hopefully one who drinks less and is mentally stable.
ReplyDeleteEveryone has a down side lol
DeleteThe cottage looks lovely in the snow. Next year's Christmas card, perhaps? And your footsteps in the snow seem very comforting, somehow.
ReplyDeleteI think all of us who are now alone have that sort of dream, which is human contact and assurance. My late husband had a similar beard to Hemingway. Most people think that despite being married for over forty years the fact I never did see his chin is hilarious! As for the fantasy dream, well, there is a saying that kissing a man without a beard is like eating a meal without salt and pepper. What can I say? X
I love the analogy .. . .kissinga. bearded man Is Fabulous
DeleteLiz, my father passed away a couple of years ago, and in all our 48 years together I never saw his chin either!
DeleteI have company! Thank you, that really made me smile! Hope that revived some find memories for you. X
DeleteRather him than Russell bloody Crowe.
ReplyDeleteNow remember mr Crowe is number one
DeleteIs that code for a shit?
DeleteThe cottage looks beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI once sewed a button on for Johnny Depp. It was still a good dream.
Where was the button
DeleteNaughty!
DeleteA man quite worthy of a sweet dream. When I got to visit Cuba, we were able to visit his house there, his little ranch. It felt as if he would come walking up at any moment, asking us what we thought we were doing, peering into the windows of his house.
ReplyDeleteI love his Florida home. With that delightful verandah
DeleteI do too!
DeleteHe has lovely eyes but perhaps a rather unhappy looking mouth, and the drinking would be very hard to live with. Your own Hemingway is out there, John...
ReplyDeleteHe ooozes masculinity , which i like
DeleteI can recommend a good read, "The Paris Wife" by Paula McClain. A novel based on Hemingway' s first marriage and his early years. Fascinating reason. Your cottage looks so cozy in the snow.
ReplyDeleteI’ve just ordered it on your recommendation
DeleteI've only ever read two Hemingways - 'Old Man and the Sea' [around 30 years ago] and 'Farewell to Arms' [all of 50+ years since]. Can't recall ether of the stories.
ReplyDeleteHis keen-ness for spectating at bullfights has always been a block to prevent my exploring further. Perhaps ought to give him another chance before it's too late - for me, that is.
Must say that I do see quite an attraction in the photo of his older self.
Btw: Just heard on the news that the latest (even) more easily transferable strain of the you-know-what is now running extra-rampant in north Wales. I've no doubt that you're already aware of it and are taking yet more stringent precautions. Do stay safe.
Yes several people I know in Trelawnyd have it x
Delete“Oh, Jake,” Brett said, “we could have had such a damned good time together.”…“Yes,” I said. “Isn’t it pretty to think so?”
ReplyDeleteThe sun also rises is not a book ive read...I will have to now
DeleteYou may have your Hemingway, but I'll take Sir Sean Connery with his smiling eyes!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you arrived home ahead of the worst of the weather. Your cottage in snow is charming and I like the footprints that are headed indoors!
Hope the girls and Albert will play nicely together so all will be tranquil on your first day at home.
Hugs!
Why do I never have dreams like that?
ReplyDeleteI don’t usually
DeleteA voice like chocolate. I love that!
ReplyDeleteI’ve never heard him speak in reality
DeleteHe looks very handsome in those pictures. What a pleasant nap break you had! Enjoy your weekend but stay safe! Maybe you can sneak in a few Hemingway naps!
ReplyDeleteI’m snowed in at the moment, so I may havevto
DeleteHemingway was a wonderful writer but he was a mess as a human being -- undiagnosed mental health issues that today could probably have been effectively treated. He WAS handsome although I prefer him in his younger, clean-shaven years. :)
ReplyDeleteI love that moustache
DeleteIs there no one at work that knows of a gentleman to suit you John?-As times are difficult at the moment perhaps you could reach out for a socially distanced relationship with a Hemingway lookalikey-I'm sure one of your colleagues or friends must know him as he is surely out there somewhere John xx
ReplyDeleteSomeone send me one in the post
DeleteYess,Surely Someone Here Must know Where He is or his whereabouts!xx
DeleteNot selling him to me - dandruff put me off.
ReplyDeleteMade the dream a lot more real
DeleteI can feel your disappointment when you woke and realised it was a dream. Hoping one day soon, you'll wake up to your very own Hemingway, who will have been dreaming of you in the same way. xx
ReplyDeleteIt was odd and very real
Delete"... kissed like Doris Day". An interesting comparison which surprises me in two ways, first, that you have kissed Doris Day, in order to be able to compare; second, that you would want to kiss Doris Day. Am I dreaming?
ReplyDeleteIt was sweet
DeleteI can still feel it
DeleteI hope the warmth of that dream stays with you. I notice that the dream was set in your cottage - you’re home, you’re centred there, and that’s so important. I wouldn’t touch a problem drinker with a forty foot pole, no matter how sexy they look. I’m glad Bluebell did no worse than slide across the road, it could’ve been a lot worse! Enjoy your days off.
ReplyDeleteI think his attraction is a look of a more masculine bloke
DeleteI could do with some good dreams!
ReplyDeleteI had what must be (though I've not heard it described before) quite a common kind of 'covid anxiety' dream the other night. I was walking down our road and people kept walking up too close to me so I had to back off.
Lol
DeleteI thank you John, for offering an oasis from the craziness here in the US. I've had two dreams in my teenage years that I still remember vividly to this day: one of a sexy Black man in a white suit, the other of the most delicious chocolate cake that I was JUST about to take a bite of when I awoke. So, I feel your waking pain!
ReplyDeleteAlison uve had a nightmare x
DeleteThe snowy cottage photo is beautiful, like a Christmas card.
ReplyDeletelizzy
I agree, Hemingway is special. I love the snowy picture of your cottage and the happy picture of the dogs playing in the snow.
ReplyDeleteI wish I could order up a Liam Neeson dream. I'm putting my order out into the universe here.
ReplyDeleteYour cottage looks so cozy frosted with a bit of snow and the lamp in the window. The snow on your wall looks like frosting.
A happy dream. There must be a Hemingway for you. Do dreams foretell the future?
ReplyDeleteWhy can't I have a dream about a man who turns out to be nice?
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Why do we get woken during good dreams and the nightmares keep rollin'
ReplyDeleteYour home looks so inviting with a welcoming light in the window, nice to come home to on a snowy evening.
ReplyDeleteFun to see Mary and Dorothy with a spring in her step, Enjoy your week of you deserve a break.
I had a dream a few nights ago in which I was kissing Boris Johnson!!! Don't remember the lead up to the kiss but it was surprisingly gentle and actually quite nice. Oh dear!!
ReplyDeleteI see his footprints in the snow!
ReplyDeletePure puppy fun, makes a person smile.
Pinched from the QI Facebook page - seemed very serendipitous as I’d not long read your post!
ReplyDelete"In 1954, Ernest Hemingway survived two plane crashes in two days.
After the second crash, the writer was presumed dead, but walked out of the jungle the next day, still holding a bottle of gin."
It is a peculiarity of mine, that I love to pass by houses and glimpse the lights inside a night, and wonder about the people who live there, and what their lives might be like. I like the picture of your little house with the lamp seen through the window.
ReplyDeleteDebby it is one of my loves to do that
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