Every once in a while, I have a dream so weird, I write it down. I write it while I’m basically still asleep and sometimes, when I’m awake and I read what I wrote, it’s … well … almost as weird as the dream itself. For example …

I found 2 baby ducks with wings tinted mauve. I brought them home to live in a lake on the third floor of our condo. They needed food to eat, so I went downstairs where it was now the city of Boston. Apparently we had a pet store right under the house, so I bought them food and went back upstairs to feed the babies.

At which point, I realized that the two little ducks were small children though sometimes, they were also two baby ducks. Both ducks and children seemed surprisingly mature.

Garry and I decided to take the whole crew out for dinner. The restaurant was one of the places where only rich folks usually go, but both ducks and children apparently knew all about the markets and which companies would do well in the coming year. All the brokers were listening to the ducks or children. It was hard to tell.

By now, there were two children, both about 7, maybe older and they were giving advice to the traders in the restaurant. I think that’s when I started to scream. Too many children and ducks and the restaurant served tiny portions. That would make anyone scream.

And here it is, a week later and I haven’t the slightest idea what — if anything — it meant. Especially the baby ducks with the mauve wings.

Why mauve?

Author: Marilyn Armstrong

Writer, photography, blogger. Previously, technical writer. I am retired and delighted to be so. May I live long and write frequently.


  1. I read once (years ago) that the man that started Pepperidge Farms would do the same thing– write down his dreams immediately upon waking, using as little movement as possible (because movement, for some reason after awake for some reason destroys memory of the dream)…. he claimed he received many answers to things that were troubling him this way. He said that was how he came up with the famous logo for Pepperidge Farms (the horse-drawn cart) was in a dream, and writing it all down upon waking!… So I guess great minds think alike! : )

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  2. I get really adventurous dreams, but I have already forgotten most of the action when I awake unfortunately. I am sure they would make a bestseller. At least your ducks had green heads – good ducky photos


    1. I didn’t remember anything when I woke up. I was completely surprised when I read what I’d written. I think I was still asleep when I wrote it. It was completely ungrammatical and every word was misspelled, too. When I saw what I’d written, it came back to me … sort of. I know the dream went on after I woke up and wrote that and it changed a lot … but that part, I don’t remember at all.

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  3. I usually wake up by an urgent need to pee, and by the time I’m done peeing, I’ve pretty much forgotten whatever it was that I’d been dreaming about.


  4. Not sure if your two ducks are the same species as the two in your pic (Male mallards) but here our female mallards have an emerald green patch on each wing which iridesces to a deep purply mauve!

    Mauve/purple has the following connotations: The color purple is often associated with royalty, nobility, luxury, power, and ambition. Purple also represents meanings of wealth, extravagance, creativity, wisdom, dignity, grandeur, devotion, peace, pride, mystery, independence, and magic. Which seems to fit well with the theme of the dream – money/mystery..

    Maybe money issues are on your mind – maybe? 😉


    1. Who knows? Probably. I think they are on EVERYBODY’S mind these days, what with Trump giving what little we have to people who could not possibly need it less and won’t even notice the difference because they are already insanely rich.

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      1. But don’t forget… by us giving them all this extra money that means we all get a little to trickle back down to us in return…. Right?????? 😦

        I mean… all the people who voted or haven’t yet revolted and thrown their leader out of office aren’t stupid are they? 😉

        It’s not like everyone does not know what’s going on in their own country – is it?

        Then again. (And it ain’t just in the US either!)


  5. I read once that our dreams are merely data and memories being sorted out by our brains while we sleep that happen to pass by the visual part of our minds. I have no idea if that’s scientifically sound, but it’s as good enough an explanation as any for why dreams are so random and weird and suddenly changing…. and of course, unless we happen to wake shortly afterwards, almost entirely forgotten.


  6. And why not mauve, after all? It’s your dream, they could be whatever color they felt like being. Dreams sometimes will utilize plays on words, or jokes, or coincidence. And sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.

    I dont usually remember dreams but when I do I try to write down what happens. I dream now mostly as a narrative, where I am either reading long LONG pages of text (outloud) or reading/hearing a news article that segues into a visual dream and then Im somehow observing and participating in the dream as well as hearing the voice over. No wonder I wake up tired, lol.


    1. I dream I’m in books I’m reading or recently read … and sometimes, news too … but this was definitely not one of those because there have not been any — not one single duckling — in anything I’ve read recently. On the other hand, who knows what strange routes my brain has taken in these bizarre times? I know what wanders through my brain while I’m awake … but most dreams are gone before I awake, so who knows?


  7. Sometimes I think the dreams we have are from a former life. I used to dream that I was on a train and there were a lot of dead bodies around, kind of creepy.


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