Wheeeeeeeeee!
Henry knew they’d never believe him.
“Pigs can fly! They really Can!”
Swept
“I must get these leaves swept away before the North wind blows,” thought Mother Bear. “When the North wind blows, bears get sleepy.”
Not so for baby bears! “The North wind won’t catch me!” squealed Baby Bear.
Mother paused for a moment and smiled, as she remembered her own dance of the autumn leaves. “I hope it never does Baby Bear, I hope it never does!”
I hope you’ll take a moment to go to Scholastic’s Read everyday Lead a better life Contest and vote! My poster is one of 1o finalists and the winner will be chosen by an online vote and is open until Monday! So please take a minute and vote! Thanks!!!
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Shadows
“Hildilid dragged her heavy cauldron to the fire so she could boil away the night. She ladled it, stirred it, simmered it, bubbled it, and burned it, but she could not boil away the night.”
Asleep
Soaked
Not wanting to be considered a common fowl, Gallus Domesticus Kelly focused his energy on becoming just like his legendary big screen idol.
Determined to fly the coop, he would rehearse endlessly. When not practicing, Gallus could be found looking skyward, searching for that one gray cloud. Then one particularly pitchy night, drops of rain began to fall. The other chickens ran in fear… but not Gallus.
Gallus was last seen at an Oklahoma bus station. He had with him, the clothes on his back, an umbrella, and in his hand he held a one way ticket to…. Hollywood.
I’m singing in the rain….just singing in the rain…
what a glorious feeling, I’m happy again!
Safari
When on safari, take only pictures….
Leave only footprints….
And please don’t wake the animals!
My newest illustrated book I See the Animals Sleeping, a Bedtime Story, written by Thomas Heffron, Illustrated by me, and produced by the American Academy of Sleep Medicine comes out in June 2011!
I can hardly wait!!!
Beginner
A daughter is a mother’s gender partner, her closest ally in the family confederacy, an extension of her self. And mothers are their daughters’ role model, their biological and emotional road map, the arbiter of all their relationships. ~Victoria Secunda
Happy Mother’s Day
Lesson
Bicycle
Journey
Away they flew… brushing branches and leaves, startling birds and squirrels nestled high in the treetops. Houses and cows looked like toys set out on a carpet of green. “Where are we headed Professor Mordicai?” asked Ellie as the basket found it’s foothold in the clouds. “We’re headed for the land of……”
OK Friends…. you tell me… where do you think they are headed? I don’t know either…. but I’d love to hear your thoughts!