Instead of rain there were chocolate bars of all kinds falling from the sky. In actuality they weren’t falling they were floating down and landing softly on the road.
Children on their way to school were helping themselves and putting them in their back sacks. People came out from the Fly Inn and loaded up with bars and bot Winks Woods and Kivi & Maki each took a box full.
But still the bars came until you couldn’t drive on the main street without crushing bars. Soon they were piled three and four layers deep and they kept coming.
The question was what do you do with them. Mrs. Trumble thought of using snow removal equipment to move them but she didn’t know where to put them . They were poison to dogs and some animals so you couldn’t just pile them in a vacant lot. What do you do with them?
Around noon with the bars now piled eight foot high they stopped falling but didn’t go away. They were here to stay. Now they had the full main street covered with bars to a depth of eight feet.
Mrs. Trumble called Robert.
Robert created an invisible net , scooped them into it and hung them over Pigeon Falls. This gave them some time to come up with an answer.
That evening Mrs. Trumble, Chief Ican, Pastor Joan , Herman, Tommy UK, Robert , and Eugene met to try to find a solution.
I was going to do a Portrait of Words today but last night I had this wild dream that I just had to share with you.
I was sitting in my study at the computer when suddenly this big head with no body floated into the room.
It was muttering something in German which I didn't understand ( my German is very rusty) and the English said " Off you go!"
A whirlwind descended on me and I found myself transported to an old farm, possibly in Iowa.
I saw the farmer by the fence and tried to talk to him but he didn't seem to understand English. I tried French and Finnish but he didn't seem to understand those either.
Suddenly the head appeared again . " Time to move !" he said. Back came the whirlwind and I found myself flying away again.
This time I found myself at the entrance to a castle.
The drawbridge was down, the gate was up, and the clock was about to strike twelve ( somehow in the dream that was important) and so I rushed in. But instead of finding the big hall of a castle I fond myself on a large plain facing two horses.
They looked like my childhood pony Tessie with tattoos or a paint job. One was bathed in a pink light and the other in blue.
The head appeare4d again and said " Choose and ride!".
I haven't ridden since the horse threw me as a kid and tried to step on me. But I picked the blue horse and somehow got on it. Immediately it began to run and then to fly and I was sure I would fall off and be crushed . But then it landed safely in a very strange amusment park. The merry go round had upside down men going up and down instead of horses.
The Ferris Wheel went down into the earth instead of up into the sky. Everything was just all wrong.
But then the head appeared and said " Ride on! Ride on!"
So I got back on the horse and away we went but now it went higher and higher and it got colder and colder . It was also getting harder to breath. I could hear alarm buzzers and bells.
Then I woke up . My oxygen tube had come loose and my wool blanket had fallen off. But I was glad to get out of that dream.But now everywhere I look I see that stupid head.
Of course the dragons were busy today you can see them HERE.
If you want far better stories written with these pictures go HERE