Crows/penguins fly in all-around (me), I think I was going to fight them. There was a (black) leafless tree and snow on the ground. It was pretty, dark, and dreary.
-November 23, 1997
Note: I still remember the contrast between the black swarming mass of sinister birds, and the white snowy ground all around. Later in this dream I remember hiding in a crawlspace or attic. I was inside a home with a pointed roof, very near by the area I first saw the swarm of black birds. This dream felt like the dead of winter, in the dead of night.