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Faces of the Forest: On Mended Fences
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Faces of the Forest. Early the next morning, sunlight broke through the clouds in thin rays and streams, struggling to keep the rain away. Steam rose from the surface of Beaver Pond. The lily pads swayed with the gentle current stirred by both the Otters and Muskrats. Beyond that though, the pond was silent. Some stayed and some went, but everyone who enjoyed Kit Fox's grilled cheesy-worm sandwiches and tomato soup ended up spending a good part of the night sleeping it off. Where are we going? That is an...
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Faces of the Forest: On the Great Tomato War
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Faces of the Forest. On the Great Tomato War. As sister winter moved into the grove, the vines in Albatross' garden were heavy and ready for the autumn harvest. The cook, brisk air was only the first sign of a hard winter to come, and it was nearly time for Albatross to enjoy the fruits (or rather vegetables) of a hard summer's labor. Tomato guts splattered all over his feet. Gus flung another tomato at Skunk. Skunk quickly snapped his shutters closed in the nick of time. The third tomato splatte...But S...
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Faces of the Forest: On a Fool's Moon
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Faces of the Forest. On a Fool's Moon. A harvest moon, bright and amber, hung low and gentle in the early autumn sky. Opaul and Opaula opossum trotted side-by-side, looking for a late night snack. They hiked to the far side of Beaver pond to find some frogs. The far side of Beaver Pond was the place where frogs were said to be the stupidest. They hiked through the mud and muck and started to dig around, hoping to stir up some trouble. Opaula was already twenty strides ahead of him. Opaul caught up to his...
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Faces of the Forest: On Goat's Foot Soup
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Faces of the Forest. On Goat's Foot Soup. As always, dust eventually settled on everything in the grove, no matter how great or small. Albatross had been cured of his cold, Kit had been relieved of her nursing duties and Madger Badger was already beginning preparations for the colder autumn and winter months. Exclaimed Madger, as he wiped the sweat from his brow. Of course, all this activity was bound to attract the attention of Albatross Albatross. He never missed a thing that went on in the grove&#...
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Faces of the Forest: On Annoying Albatross
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Faces of the Forest. On this particular day, the summer sun was hotter than it had ever been. Our favorite trio decided it was a perfect day for a game of freeze-tag. Well, who is going to be IT first? Nate stretched a paw toward Gator, but before he could, Booey had already made the tag. Shouted Booey as he ran into the woods. He galloped all the way. Gus grumbled to himself as he stood alone in the grove folded his arms across his chest and counted to ten. Ready or not, here I come! ONE DOWN, ONE TO GO!
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Faces of the Forest: On Rainy Days
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Faces of the Forest. A large drop of rain fell and hit him smack in the nose. Aw, jeez," sighed Nate as he shook the water from his snout and wiped himself dry with his paws. He looked up again. Plop! Another large drop of rain came down from above. Nate jumped from bed and looked out his window. The wind was beating the trees around and the rain was beating the earth. A small stream rolled in front of the Fox house. It’s raining outside! I know dear," she answered. Aw, mom," whined Nate. Nate paused as ...
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Faces of the Forest: On Sickness and Wellness
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Faces of the Forest. On Sickness and Wellness. Kit went to her front door to see what all the commotion was about, only to find a miserable old bird, his feathers sopping wet and his eyes red and swollen. I neeth to know ith I can thleep on your couth tonithe? Asked the bird, his nose clogged and stuffy. Kit gave him a puzzled look. She hadn't learned any new languages lately, and his postnasal dialect wasn’t helping her any. Why would he complain about me? You poor dear," said Kit, "How did this happen?
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Faces of the Forest: On Getting Lost
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Faces of the Forest. An average autumn day in the grove always seems to start with sun and two bored animals in the middle of a field. By coincidence, this was indeed an average autumn day. They were walking through the swampy part of Beaver Pond, looking for Gus Nottagator. Maybe he’s not here," said Booey. He has to be somewhere," said Nate. All this swamp goo is icky and I really don’t think he’s here. Let’s go do something else.". Let’s play swing through the branches in the pine forest,". As they ch...
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Faces of the Forest: On Home Spun Cure-Alls
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Faces of the Forest. On Home Spun Cure-Alls. Amidst the silence of trees gently swaying in the breeze and mother birds feeding baby birds high over head, there was quite a stir within the old Oak tree. Madger Badger and Booey Skunk and Nate Fox and Gus Gator were running to and fro, tending to both Kit and Albatross. The first thing I think I need is a spoon," said Madger Badger. Madger turned to Nate, but Nate was already fetching a spoon from the silver drawer, then Madger motioned for him. Yea, just o...
