Change of dreams

Ok, first let me get a few things straight.
A while back, dada sent me some photos of his friend`s bike.
I loved the bike, having had one of them in the past.
I promised I would send a photo of it but could not find one.
I knew I had seen photos, or at least an image of it somewhere, but could not remember where.
I had written to dada, telling him the photo would be found & forwarded.
Today, I finally found the photo, I had recently seen, but had no idea where.
While moving something off of a shelf, there it was, framed & all, on a shelf, merely feet away from me. It`s been there on the same shelf, on a wall where one can also see NDD`s fireworks calendar.
In the image of my "Electra-Glide in Blue", a reference to a Robert Blake movie, is my cat Garfield, one of the most loving cats I`ve ever had the pleasure to be influenced by.
So dada, here`s the bike I promised you.
Because I figured some wizardry was involved in hiding the image in plain site, I shot some pix of a wizard that was on an adjoining shelf, that I`d also forgotten about. Please visit the series on Planet Earth to see the "Glide" & Garfield, a rescued kitten that turned out to be my daughter & myself`s best feline friend.(Until Kasper took his place)
He disappeared for a few months one time, & I remember someone, (I know exactly who) reproaching me for not mentioning any emotion over my cat, gone & presumed dead (by that person) for weeks.
I told that person to never judge me by emotional display or perceived lack thereof, especially since I believed Garfield was just on walkabout. That person suggested I was just making delusional excuses, for having been caught, as an uncaring person concerning my cat. (It was actually my daughter`s)
Garfield came cruising in over six weeks later, wondering if anything he should know about had happened during his absence, & after being reassured everything was cool, he resumed his life of ease at the compound.
He eventually was taken to the beyond by the local coyote pack.
In the header, I have a sleeper shot, but don`t hesitate to go beyond it, since I have some hidden temptations beyond it.
There you`ll find extra enticements in case Eve`s first try failed, & some string theory examples, in a form over function still life.
Then, to view the main post, one must be a dreamer.
One must have visited this lagoon in the imagination of adolescence, the wanderlust of youthful dreams & the unattainable realization that comes with our later years. But that should never stop one from dreaming.
While you`re over at Flicker, I did put another set there called "Chief Engineer", you might want to take a look at. This fish, a poster boy for "wizened old age" has become used to me & I can call him out with hand signals. He has not given up dreaming.
This is a long one, & I know you have to get back to your respective lives, but if you`re still reading this, I`ve removed you from your cares & worries, at least momentarily, & for that, I thank you for letting me have a little of your time.