Watching the Maneuvers up High

[Philistine]

This dream was chrystal clear. Looking up from a suburban street of green manicured lawns and large brick houses we watched as the ships danced. The sky was deep summer blue with few clouds and the ships appeared as white motes, dozens of them. The action included circular formations of 5 to 10 ships, wing shapes like ducks migrating, random zooming from individual ships- in and out of the formations. The scene looked like a battle or some kind of practice for flying in formations.

The street was quiet with a few other people looking up and murmoring amongst themselves. It seemed like a lovely warm Spring day in a nice newer neighborhood. The whole thing went on for what seemed like 5 minutes of watching the ships, looking around occasionally, and more ship watching.