Hallo, Rabbit,” He Said, “is That You?”

I Was Walking Along Looking For Somebody, And Then Suddenly I Wasn't Anymore.

Why Does A Silly Bird Go On Saying "chiff-chaff" All Day Long? Is It Happiness Or Hiccups?

She Also Considered Very Seriously What She Would Look Like In A Little Cottage In The Middle Of The Forest, Dressed In A Melancholy Gray And Holding Communion Only With The Birds And Trees; A Life Of Retirement Away From The Vain World; A Life Into Which No Man Came. It Had Its Attractions, But She Decided That Gray Did Not Suit Her.

But, Of Course, It Isn't Really Good-bye, Because The Forest Will Always Be There... And Anybody Who Is Friendly With Bears Can Find It.

Tut, Tut, Looks Like Rain