The fact that I was married in this dream should have made it a nightmare, but my marital state actually played a minor role in the action and didn’t claim much of my attention.
In my dream…
The wife and I were living in a large, old house surrounded by a big yard with at least one very big tree growing near the walkway leading up to the front porch from the sidewalk. One had to walk under the tree’s branches, the lowest of which were 20 or 30 feet overhead, on the way to our front door.
Though the tree wasn’t a pear tree, there was a clump of four white pears growing from a lower branch. We weren’t aware of this until one of the pears fell and nearly hit my wife. It splattered rather dramatically on the walk beside her and surely would have given her a serious bump (at least!) had it hit her. Needless to say, she was displeased. She insisted that I knock down the other three pears before another came crashing down.
I’ve got to admit, I was more impressed by the fact that the pears were growing up there than concerned about any danger they might pose. And I was determined to take at least one good photograph of them before knocking them down.
It was difficult to get a good shot with the camera I was using, but I kept trying different telephoto settings, sight angles, etc. Every time I got what I thought was a good picture, I’d run into the house to show the wife. But she didn’t care about the pictures, she wanted those pears down! And she made that point more forcefully each time I went back into the house.
Finally I had what I thought would be the perfect shot. The setting sun was shining a beam of light directly at the pears and they almost seemed to glow among the dark green leaves. As I was sighting the camera… a damned, big, yellow tiger cat appeared up in the tree. It had climbed onto a branch near the pears and was totally blocking my view. Damn! And I couldn’t get it to move! Double-damn!
And then I woke up.
