Among other things, I dreamt last night that I had gone for a late-night walk and ended up by Kettle Pond, which I hadn't walked around for a long time, especially from the back entrance, where the path went up a pretty big hill before joining with the around-the-pond circuit.

As I approached the path from the road, a section of the woods took on an unexpected blue light, and I realized that my walk had gone on so long that the sun was now coming up, and the hills were in such a way that it hit that spot first, while everything around it was still dark. I continued walking up the path and could see the sun rising, but also could look down to see the patches of woods that were lit and those that were still dark.

There was some other dream with Marilla and Cynthia in it. I don't remember the details except that the setting seemed to be my hallway.