Last night I dreamt I was in upstate New York (not my cozy corner of Brooklyn), finishing a term paper for some unknown degree, looked out the window and saw a giant foot stomping down over the middle of the street. Whatever being that owned the foot was oblivious to us all, and I realized suddenly I had witnessed the Giant. We’d all heard talk of it, but no one I knew personally had ever witnessed it before. And, there. I saw it with my own eyes. I was surprisingly unafraid (but this was, after all, a dream). And the dream goes on. No surprise, then, I spent a few minutes when I awoke thinking maybe I’d been spending too much time in the garden. Either that or the pamphlets and billboards ruining the surprise which is supposed to be the end come 5/22 have been invading my conscious. All that mental riffraff was swept away, however, when it suddenly occurred to me I need to plant native plants….and I need to plant them now…and I don’t even know what they are…so I need to know, what are they??? Any answers? musings? directions? suggestions? links? dream interpretations? …go ahead, gimme the dirt.