Date of Dream: 5/6/09
I was visiting my Dad and step-mom at their house – which appeared to be on a piece of property near a Fair Ground of some sort. Dad was showing me how to grow strawberries – which looked more like tomatoes. He grew them in a type of flat system that looked like an incubator that used straw and cow manure. At one point he took me to a whole row of these wooden incubators, and I peered into one of them and could see the fruit ripening, rotting, and new growth coming out. We discussed the heat, and the told me the heat will kill them off quickly. Then I looked up and he and I watched a strange, low-flying plane. It was a kind of stunt plane that used air to hover.
