Projection: As I experience the dream, I think that to quail is to be very afraid. And quail and quail eggs have great camouflage, so there may well be something it is good to hide about here - something tender being tended. The dozen eggs make me think about fertility - each time a month goes by there I am ovulating, yet in the midst of a pandemic how is one supposed to commit to new life, or even arrange for fertilization for that new life, whatever that new life/project is? It's hard to treat my Covid 'patience.' And I have been thinking lately how much Covid is like Ovid and Ovoid - all the potentials of the world like a global egg trying to get the temperature right to heal and be fertile. Feels like I've got a year's worth of this issue - quail eggs - to get the temperature right. It seems like the dream is saying if I rush too much and take the eggs out before they are done, they aren't solid and then I am in danger of getting egg on my face - embarrassing myself about something I have been so studiously attending to. It indicates I haven't got enough heat to make the eggs possibly 'appealing.' And those shoes changing everyday? Who the heck am I and how do I move through the world? The piercing red shoes are so sexy - get me out of the office so I can get one of these eggs done right - oo-lala! My soft fleece blanket of purple from home makes me feel how tender the spirit of this work I am attending to is. I see through red glasses, passionate vision linked to my shoes. I am very curious how my passionate way of seeing, if I deal with my impatience and concern for exposure, can be married to the work I am so intent on. [I did the projection before I listened to the dreamer's life situation so my projection would be 'blind' and now I return this lovely dream to the dreamer.]