Last night or maybe this morning I had this dream from which I remember a tableau. There is a green field with wild springtime grass. The grass is at least knee-high and it gently sways in the wind. There is a person mid-field with their back turned towards me, walking away, towards the horizon. The person is wearing something bright red. I remember thinking to myself in the dream: “ha! that person looks like a red poppy flower in the middle of that greenfield!”
A veritable springtime dream.