dreaming of water and dirt

This morning in my dream I was landscaping a grandmothers yard.  I don't know or remember exactly who's house it was, but t was someone's grandmother.  It was located on a dead end street like my fathers mother, long since passed, but the house was nicer in my dream.  I had hired two friends, well one friend and her accomplished landscaping friend, to help me clean out these severely over weed infested flower beds.  They cleared out one flower bed on the side of the house only to discover an enormous jade plant.  It was beautiful, only they called it a maple tree or something.  In the front of the house there was a long rectangular flower bed running half the length of the yard, in which I discovered one long, super prickly blackberry vine rooted down in about 10 places.  I tried pulling it once with my hands, and got pricklys all in my fingers.  So the "accomplished landscaper" came over to help me, and we cut the vine and pulled out all the roots.  What we found underneath the mess in that flower bed was an oversized tree root from the huge tree in the center of the yard.  Supposedly it was the roots fault that the yard was such a disaster.  We cut it back, and they left a bunch of flowers for me to plant, and the yard looked gorgeous.  Only I was the one in the house, "grandma" was nowhere to be found.    Hmm.... at one point when I was cutting out the blackberry vine, a branch landed on my friends foot and she freaked out because she is allergic to ivy, and suddenly the blackberry vine was poison ivy.

Okay though, the weirdest, or perhaps more meaningful part of the dream, was after all this.  There had been heavy rain somewhere near where I was, but we weren't anywhere near an ocean or any large body of water.  It had not been raining where I was in the dream either.  None the less, suddenly up the street I saw a rush of water coming down towards our dead end.  It was a flood.  Oh yeah... hen I first walked out of the house, after the landscaping, the ground was covered with about 4 inches of water, and it hadn't been raining.  that's when I realized something bad was afoot.  Then the crashing wave of water about 5 feet high that came rushing down our dead end street, dissipating through the red cedar and chain link fence.  I went running into the house to catch the news, on the huge wooden cabinet console tv. 

Then my son woke me up.