We were working on the farm that we don't have any more.
My father* (see note) was working in the tree guard. I could see the airport across the road behind him, the long grass and gorse bushes and short melaleuka as it existed. He had a bucket and was placing it over something on the ground. I asked what he was doing and he said he was covering a snake.
He and I were distracted by a loud noise on the main road to my left. Then I heard him yell he was bitten. He had left leg out of his boot. I could see the two spots of blood and I rushed over not believing it, because he had on his heavy knee high gumboots.
His foot was back in the boot by this time I got there and he had to get it out again. When I looked closer the bite seemed to be on an ear on his leg.
I wrapped some sort of sheet around the leg but it didn't seem enough to do the job.
I then had to rush up the paddock through the gate and down the next paddock to the ute, the same one I still have. My father was asking why I didn't go straight across the paddock through the fence and I said you know I cannot get through the two tight fences. In reality they were extremely tight.
Next thing I was driving down the side road. I stopped to pick up my father. My mother* (see note) was back behind me asking where we were going.
I said that Dad had been bitten by a snake and said she would have to wait there until I came back from the doctor's, or start to walk toward the nearest town. She wouldn't fit in the ute.
I started off about to turn right when the airport seemed to be on the other side of the main road.
Note:
* My father and mother are no longer alive. My mother never went down to the farm.
I forgot to take my tablet last night and the dream was after I woke with a middling migraine and had gone back to sleep.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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