The Mystery of Yatt Canyon

Nap dream: Abby drops me off to hike and teach at a bridge in a place called Yatt Canyon, possibly in New Mexico. There are many people there, some playing in the water, some reading scripture, some preparing to hike. Periodically they gather to hear my lectures about the wilderness. I strike out to hike in the surrounding canyons and mountains, but am never able to find a route away from the bridge. The water under the bridge is clear and blue, surrounded by snow white sand. The sky is blue and it is sunny the whole time, despite several days passing.

The crowd assembles in a nearby mission for a ceremony in which robed figures are awarded millions of dollars. I am asked to sit at a stone table and given sacrificial broccoli, which I eat with reverence. I am then given an almond and some rice. As I eat, someone else takes some rice and the crowd is forced to restrain him from eating it.

A temple bell rings and figures in bright robes arrive from behind. I realize one of them is Abby.

It is possible that this image, which I made Saturday, played a role in the construction of this dream, along with the fact that a photographer buddy of mine is preparing to visit Bosque del Apache this weekend.
It is possible that this image, which I made Saturday, played a role in the construction of this dream, along with the fact that a photographer buddy of mine is preparing to visit Bosque del Apache this weekend.
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