Yesterday my mother told me about a dream she had the night before.
She dreamed of a fields with quinces and all sorts of plants and fruits.
And then there was this big tree.
At some point it let loose of the ground and flew up in the sky, letting all fruits fall down on the ground.
And a little later my mother said to me, that it might be better if one doesn’t know what it means.
I was standing there in the kitchen and was terrified.