Had another dream last night.  I was in Alaska (never been) and was going to take photographs at night.  Had two tripods with me, the one I normally use, and an older one that is a bit gimpy (the things that hold the legs in place don’t anymore so they slip and compress on their own).

     There was no aurora but there was a full moon out and partially cloudy sky, and in front of the moon were strongly prismatic clouds and that was what I was intent on photographing.

     There were others there as well, and we all climbed a hill to get the best possible view.  I stopped and was setting up my good tripod and left the other lying on the ground.  Someone else climbing the hill snatched the old one.  I woke up at this point.