I had the most amazing dream last night. I was walking through a huge field of jimson weed flowers which I always think of as moon flowers for some reason. They were beautiful and I was searching for the perfect one for a painting. There were colorful birds everywhere and the sun was full and bright. I was walking with someone and all of a sudden the sky changed into a sunset with puffy clouds. Suddenly huge birds flew over us. I grabbed the persons arm and said grus americana! (Ok I am a total bird nerd because I used the latin name in my dream) They were whooping cranes! Of course the dreaded alarm went off right then, but the great feeling of the dream lasted into the day.