An illustrated short story

Dreams are strange things, aren't they?

Sometimes they're so far out there we're not sure where they come from.

But, sometimes, they're just so right-on that we know they're just our thoughts presenting themselves.

That was the case with a dream I had a week or so ago.

It was vivid, and easily remembered.

And I decided to turn it into a very short story illustrated with three photos taken by Donald.

Can you figure out what the dream was about?


Here's a hint - - - 


these pictures were taken in . . . 









Paris.