January 3, 2009, The Farm. A long time waking up, and in between, a full-on big dream of Gypsy revelry; horses peering in the kitchen window. Pigs, chickens, camp set up outside the kitchen door. Children running through the fire circle. The dream took me to a circus town, and back to the kitchen with a baby pig running about, and a large carp on the floor.

When I awoke fully, I went to the kitchen to look for signs that maybe it had been real, and saw that a fox and geese circle had been stamped in the snow. I guess the dream was true.