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this morning i had a great dream. i woke up laughing, which is rare these days.

you know how there are japanese maples, silver maples, and sugar maples? all different kinds of maple tree. well, i dreamed that in our yard we had a pancake maple.

it bore thousands of dainty pancakes. if you picked them in the spring when the sap was running, each pancake was saturated within with maple syrup. like they were filled with tiny syrup capillaries.

you'd pick a handful in the morning, throw 'em on the griddle to crisp them up, and then you'd enjoy breakfast, fresh from the tree.