The Alchemist, watercolor, and dreams

Place of dreams, The Alchemist, 9 by 10 watercolor, 300# d'Arches

"Dusk was falling as the boy arrived with his herd at an abandoned church. The roof had fallen in long ago, and an enormous sycamore had grown on the spot where the sacristy had once stood. ...
"He decided to spend the night there...He swept the floor with his jacket and lay down, using the book he had just finished reading as a pillow....
"It was still dark when he awoke,  and, looking up, he could see the stars  through the half-destroyed roof."
      --From the opening of "The Alchemist," by Paulo Coelho
I'm reading this again, as part of our soul-detox group Sunday nights...a group about spirituality, not religion...much like the early church I suspect. The boy Santiago goes on a journey of discovery, with dreams and omens and magic and more.
I saw this image as I was reading.