I just woke up from a dream -- I was in an endless frozen field -- probably North Dakota. As far as I could see in any direction was just snow ... not much, maybe only an inch deep ... but then I noticed something on the ground in front of me, kneeling down I saw it was a bird's feather, a small one, sticking vertically in the snow, and then a few inches away from it there was another another, and near that another, and that they made a perfect circle around me. I realized suddenly that the feathers were witches and the coven had completely surrounded me.
I woke up before anything could happen, but knowing the witches that I know, the next thing that would have happened was that they all would have started knitting hats.
It looked just like this, which is somewhere between Minot, North Dakota and nowhere.