We went on an overnight trip to the coast. Muriel wasn't pleased and left editorial excrement in various places.
Not much in the dream department; the other night I had an Arcosanti dream -- it was a little different; instead of being stuck there or visiting and worrying about catching my flight, I was looking at a three-part map of the place. Arcosanti is always greener and in deeper canyons than it is in real life. In my dreams, it's on the edge of a canyon, and usually there's a neighboring canyon that is filled with a lake. Anyway, this was a (dream) map of Arco and the lake and another canyon. (In real life, Arco sits on a Sonoran desert mesa near the half-underground Aqua Freya river.)