A couple hours into 2020 I woke, heart racing, with a lingering dream image in my mind. I had dreamed of a bear. A cinnamon-colored black bear, the kind we have here in Colorado. The real bears in nature are in hibernation right now. I haven't seen a bear in waking life for a couple of years. That August, a mother bear and two cubs was spotted walking about the neighborhood, including spending some time on our property.
