3-27-07

I'm in a house with my niece and we are looking out the front window. It is getting dark and we see huge baked turkeys piled up on the lawn. Then it starts to rain and the turkeys begin to change shape. It's as if the rain made them grow. They grow into tall Christmas trees. They are already decorated with ornaments including baseballs. I ask my niece, "Do you like baseball?"

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