Follow an old map and skip about in the long grass. Dance under the trees and among the wildflowers. Wait! What is that we hear? An old crow calls. Wait! What is that we see? The bright orange teeth of a beaver. Wait! What is that we feel? The gentle wings of a butterfly. Where does this world end and another begin? At the water's edge, of course! Nature, love, imagination!


Little Pond Stories: A Visitors

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