Dreams 09.17.16

Was around my dad's place; was concerned about stacking wood for the upcoming predicted-to-be-quite-cold-&-precipitaty winter.  A woman who either was my mom or felt 'mothery' was nearby.  I think I was worrying aloud to her, saying that the wood (which was several hundred yards away from the house) had to be moved up and stacked very near, perhaps right next to the house, so that no one had to go far at all to retrieve it this winter.  (In reality, the wood needs to be left under shelter; can't be getting wet right before being brought inside.)