Up Up and away...

-Wouldn't it be lovely...to drift,like that little balloon..up up and away..
-Yes....and to leave all your worries behind you...
-Carried by the wind...with your head in the clouds...
-See mountains and rivers and magical forests..
-Castels..crowns and cottages...
-A Fairyland..or the BottonWillow grounds from the air..
-To see all our blogland friends from above and wave..
-Our garden....and everyone that lives in it.....

-I would miss them after a while...wouldn't like to drift off TOO far..
-Suppose we couldn't get back..
-O No...better stay safe and sound on the ground..
-Yes..and sit together under the Lilac bush..

And there they sat for a while...A little moussie and a bear..dreaming of far away places..and knowing that there's no place like home,because Home is where the heart is...

Great view..

Great view...said Miss Moussie..recovering from shock and sitting together with the Dutchess at the window from the Hilltop Hall Library..
The Library is a very quiet place...Miss Moussie loves it there...so,after her encounter with the wooden boards Gustave moved so elegantly..she asked to be carried upstairs to rest for a while..Now,she is resting comfortably on the chaise longue, enjoying the view..
She is watching the little ones paint the garden in pink and white...
-AAh,she sighs..so lovely...and then carefully checks her head...Marvelous,she squeaks..a bump!

There is a soft polite knock on the library door...
-Enter...says the Dutchess whilst pouring a cup of tea for Miss Moussie..enter..
Very slowly the door opens...
-Anybody there...asks the Dutchess..
Then a flower enters the room...a Daisy...attached to a long dangly arm..and this arm belongs to..Gustave..who, very shy, steps in..croaking..."I came to offer my sincere apologies..I am soooooo sorry...may I offer you this very special flower..its our first Spring Daisy from this year". Then he hops over to Miss Moussie..grabs her little hand and kisses it..
-O Goodness Gustave..twitters Miss Moussie..you are such a gentleman...thank you..I'm feeling better already..
-My dearest Miss...croaks Gustave with a lump in his throat .....When I saw you laying there my heart stopped..Good thing Mozes was there to carry you into the house..
-I will be fine dear Gustave...but please promise to be very careful in the future....there must be no more accidents while you are building your restaurant..you do have a solid building plan I hope..
Gustave stands there...looking at his feet..fumbling his tie...and then mumbles something like...'sure'..
-What did you just say...twitters miss Moussie..do I suspect some doubts...Please explain..speak up...I find mumbling to be very suspicious..

lets hope, dear readers and friends, Gustave knows what he's doing....We have to wait for a while to read how this story is going to end because The Dutchess is going on a little trip...to Spain.
She will be back..Meanwhile..enjoy the view..take a stroll in the garden...have a lovely tea party with Miss Moussie..sit on the garden bench with Mozes...visit Gustave at the pond..and very important...stay warm and stay happy...Hug from all of us

T.d and Company.

DUCK...

Its still very early when Gustave, with a big leap, pops out of the pond ... he's not alone. Behind him whirls he alphabeth .. one by one the letters jump in the grass and they form the word ...'quiet' ..
-Yes my friends,croaks Gustave .. we must be very quiet, everyone is still asleep ... Let us first go look for Mozes, he has the key to the tool shed ,there we can find all the stuff we need ..
-Nails... plaster, boards, thermos,tea .. whirls the alpabeth ..
-Certainly, quacks Gustave .. but most importantly, we need a building plan ..... and a strong man like Mozes!
-We strong, whirls the alphabet ..VERY...
-I know ,quacks Gustave .. and I am sure that together we can build something nice ..
Wait ..I will take down a few boards on the way.. ..and Gustave bends over to lift some wooden boards..
Suddenly, there's a little squeaky sound from under the lilac bush....
In panic the alphabeth whirls the word..'DUCK'...because they see who's appearing from down under..

Miss Moussie ,because that who it is...sees the letters and reads...DUCK!

- 'Duck'..she twitters..'where'..and she looks around..'where'?
At that moment exactly, Gustave, with on his shoulders the wooden boards..turns around and.....

-O,M,G,..whirls the alphabeth..

- 'Duck'..squeakes Miss Moussie ..now laying on the ground looking up..'you mean little birdies'..

A Garden Movie

Get the popcorn...sit next to Miss Moussie..relax and watch a lovely garden movie...Wishing you all a wonderful spring weekend

Warm...

Isn't this marvelous twittered Miss Moussie...I can feel the sun..its shining ever so warm..lets close our eyes for a bit..and enjoy..

There was no answer...only a big bear sigh.....Soon they were of to dreamland..

Still..

Still...don't move...don't make a sound..squeaks Miss Moussie...look,a butterfly!
They make me so happy...I think its because they are so dancy...
-O..Like me you mean...whispers Mozes..sitting motionless..
-Yes,like you my friend...and then Mis Moussie giggled..very softly..not to chase the butterfly away...and in her imagination she saw a pink winged Mozes..dancing and fluttering through the daisy meadow...

And there they sat for a while..a big bear and a little mouse..very still....

Said the Robin to the Easter bunny..

-Are you done hiding eggs yet..
-I hope so....there arn't any eggs left so I think I did a good job...with a little help from my wife that is...Miss's Hunny Bunny...
-Can you recall where you put the golden egg this time...we still didn't find it..

-Even if I did I wouldn't tell you dear Robin..You have to ask Elvira..she did help me hide the eggs last year..she knows all the secret little hiding places in the garden..
-Good idea ,I'll do that..and O by the way, dear friend bunny..there is a message I have to give you...its from Hopalongs and Bunwinkies!!
They kindly let you know that next Easter they will come and help you...They love you dearly and would be very proud if they could be of some assistance...
-This is ever so kind...tell this dear woodland creatures I would love to be in their company..better yet..I will go and tell them myself...could you lead the way..
-Just follow me ..said the Robin..they will be happy to meet you...and while we are on the way we could also stop by Tommy's place...and maybe the three Ginger cats.... ..lets relax for a while..have a chat and a stroll in the Easter sunshine...

And there they went ,the Robin and the Easter bunny..hopping along the bunny trail..

Art~Charles Whymper.
Picture~T.D

I see,said C...

Mr C Mole came to visit yesterday bringing with him a lovely movie..a very important one he told us..So we all could see what he sees..without glasses..

I am sure,said C,that on the way overhere I saw two easter bunnies hiding eggs.....
-Not possible, twittered Miss Moussie...there's always just ONE..the One and ONLY Easter bunny on the whole wide world..I happen to know him well..
-You do,croaked Gustave curious..where did you two meet...
-In the garden last year...when he was searching for eggs..
-Searching? I think you ment to say HIDING...said Elvira..
-I'm afraid the Easter bunny is getting old my dear...twittered Miss Moussie ,he didn't seem to remember if he already did hide his eggs in our garden,so he came back to check..and to be sure, he had to surch for eggs first..to know if he had to go and start over hiding them again..
-Elvira and Gustave looked at each other ..puzzled...what did she just say..

AHAA...said Mr C..and nodded his head in understandment...I SEE.

Art ..Mr Mole enjoying Spring..Arthur Rackham.

CHERIO.....

Today,Spring cleaning began at Hilltop Hall,always a wonderful way to greet the new season...
Miss Moussie and the Dutchess were very busy. Together cleaning out the wardrobe!

The Dutchess is standing before a mirror,holding up a dress...

-What do you think dearest..can I still wear this ,or is it to old fashion...
-Now let me see..squeaked Miss Moussie...crawling out of a shoebox....o,but that's a lovely dress my dear..Pink roses..very romantic..if you don't want it anymore..could you consider giving it to me...If I alter it I can make ten dresses,curtains,and what ever more I can think of ....
-Then consider it yours dearest...shall I deliver it at you birds nest later...
-No need ..squeaked Miss Moussie...I will cut of a sleeve to begin with and then come back later for the rest!
-Good idea...said the Dutchess...let me get the scissors for you...
-This is great..twittered Miss Moussie...I can also make bedsheets and tablecloths for my swap shop..

And whilst the Dutchess and the moussie are busy...there's a soft polite knock on the bedroom door...and a croaky voice asking...'So sorry to disturb your ladyships in the midst of your spring cleaning...but do you have a minute...'

Surtenly ,said the Dutchess, opening the door...come in Gustave...but please don't look at the mess..O ,I see you brought with you some company....and before she could say anything more...the secret Alphabet tumbled in....whirling words..like..HI..and O MY..WHAT..A..MES...
-Sure its a mess..twittered Miss Moussie disturbed...you can not clean something that wasn't a mess before you went and cleaned it..to clean without a mess could be very suspicious...I believe THEN one is hiding something..like sweeping things under the carpet..
Both The Dutchess and Gustave looked at Miss Moussie...a bit puzzled...what did she just say...
Well....croaked Gustave,I believe a mess is just a mess...and it never bothers me...you should see the bottom of my Pond..But, dear lady's, I came to see you to ask you some advise about my..and there he paused for a while to let the alphabet whirl the word..... MENU!
-What menu Gustave, twittered Miss Moussie curious...did you invent a new recipe?
-I am always inventing new recipes, answered Gustave ,and you are very welcome to try them in my restaurant when it opens...I hope many friends will visit and that's why I am going to ask the help of the alphabet..
-I don't think the alphabet can cook old friend...do you think this a wise thing to do...It could get a bit chaotic in your kitchen,said the Dutchess a little bit worried.
-O, but they are not going to cook...they are going to help me serve,croaked Gustave...on the terrace under the lilac bush..and they are going to spell what's on the menu every day..like a flying menu card whirling through the woodlands..
-Interesting thought dear Gustave, squeaked Miss Moussie ,but then you have to do a lot of creative inventing...the alphabet can not spell everything you know..for instance they can't spell...pancakes...

There, the X from the alphabet swooped down and tapped Miss Moussie on the head...followed by the word PLANE..
-Careful ,squeaked Miss Moussie..I didn't want to offend you but hee..HOW are you going to spell pancakes.. its one of Gustave specialties..

Then the alphabet whirled through the bedroom faster and faster..and formed the words one by one...CAKE..FROM..THE..PAN....TODAY..

Oke Oke...twittered Miss Moussie now laughing..I think you can do the job...
-Yes, said the Dutches with a smile on her face..I am looking forward sitting with you under the Lilac bush...I wish you lots of luck with your restaurant Gustave
....and please take good care of the alphabet for me...they haven't been out for a while...

-Don't worry my lady..croaked Gustave...everything will be ..and above his head the alphabet whirled......OKE..

Gustave went back to his under water home...followed by the secret alphabet...
The Dutchess and Miss Moussie looked out of the bedroom window and saw the letters whirl the word CHERIO...just before they took a dive ..one by one..into the water..disappearing in the Pond..

O Dear..squeaked Miss Moussie I hope they can swim....