Yesterday, when I took Emma out to catch the bus, I found an interesting sight in the snow, a small trail and a perfectly round hole. (A unique gift from a Father who knew I had my camera with me. I think He must have been smiling...) Why do these little things intrigue me so? Why does my mind want to spin a tale of mice with hats and mittens? And, if the above ground trail weren't enough, there was another trail underneath the snow, a tunnel.
I suppose a part of me will always have a childlike imagination. Maybe that is from all the stories I have packed away inside my small brain. Or maybe it is because I am still reading stories about a small mouse showing up at Kenny Pig's store in the dead of winter or a rabbit named Peter who lives "in a sandbank underneath the root of a very big fir tree."Yes, I can be thankful for everyday, "out of the ordinary" gifts, the little things that make life special.
298. Mouse (or mole) trails over and under freshly fallen snow.
You should write a children's book!
ReplyDeleteOh, those are so cool! I've never seen anything like that!
ReplyDeleteI could have stayed out to look and study longer, but I had obligations waiting for me inside.
ReplyDeleteHeather, I think it would be so much fun. Do you think I could find an illustrator?
Betsy, I'm not sure I've ever seen anything like it either. It was very cool!
That is so cool. :) It would've been #9 on my list, had I seen it this morning.
ReplyDeleteThose are very intriguing discoveries!
ReplyDeleteThey were fun. :)
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