new beginnings

I'm at a park at a picnic table wondering when the yardworkers will get to my spot. Ming is taking a hike. 

Last night I dreamt I was driving and got pulled over. I wasn't scared like I would be in real life. I parked by this bus stop and there was a hole in the ground I needed to avoid.  How dream-like. 

I think it's the first day of school at the high school. A cop was parked across the street from the school. There were three school buses. There was a multitude of cars. 

I used to be excited in fall--new beginnings. Could I walk through the school supplies aisle and feel that again? It has more to do with the coolness and mist of fall mornings here. But I would like a new dress. 

I keep having teaching dreams, some good some bad. 

The sycamore trees here are smallish but I have faith they will grow up huge and good.