Meringue Cake before the Hurricane

My memory of the dream is limited, as its events unfold slowly.

Every year is the same. We make a meringue cake with tomato and basil sauce, it is delicious! The layers of meringue are small and therefore break, but it doesn’t affect the recipe. [person A] is lucky, because she is with [person B] this year. There's a list over the table of iPad, iBook, iPhone of electronic things and appliances. Out of curiosity, I wonder who this list is, are they your things? She tells me that those things were sold to someone then I understand that [person A] has a store.

We are going to make the family Christmas dinner at her house. We literally prepare ourselves for a tornado. [person A] plans to use the force of the wind to move the furniture inside her house to where she wants.

We are in an open, roofless building. Just some tall walls provide the space with height. We reposition the furniture and refrigerator for the hurricane. Every year it is the same. We organize to get out of its way, knowing that it may veer left or right. It seems that this year it is turning clockwise.

I remember seeing a starling. The lucky sighting fills me with happiness. I see someone next to me. I call them so they see it, too. The bird is about 20cm long and eats a lot.

In my dream, the starling is not reminiscent of William Shakespeare but of Jules Verne, and it can be identified by its yellow band.

In the distant sky, a flock of starlings appears. It is a unique event. This time instead of telling the story behind the origin of starlings in America, I just watch them.

We must stay alert, because those birds

poop a lot in flight.

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