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5/1/11

Daisies in the Drumble...

You could see...and hear...the flash Mr C created with his little black box from afar....

-Goodness ..twittered Miss Moussie..what was that..and she stopped and paused for a while...could this be fireworks...?
The leaves on the trees above her little moussie head were rustling quietly...like they were saying..its OK..carry on..there's nothing strange under the sun today..we will be on the lookout ...

-The Dutchess and Gustave looked up from there picture book...The Dutchess lifted one eyebrow..like she always does when there is something what puzzles her...
-Maybe its the soup we left on the stove...said Gustave worried..and now it has exploded..
-No no..dear Gustave...answered the Dutchess and she smiled reassuring...lets continue..the soups fine..

-WOW...uttered Mr C...my ears are ringing...what a noise...this cant be good..better check this black box before making another picture..
He wandered off to the riverbank..and sat himself down..
-How lovely this place is, he said to himself...he loved the little babbling brook...
He knew very well one had to be very careful when walking the Old Log Bridge...the little river could run wild and rush you off to unknown places..but for now..it looked ever so calm and romantic...glistening in the morning sun.
Mr C started fumbling with his black box....this was a marvelous opportunity to make some pictures of the dangerous Drumble in springtime...
-Its amazing hoe quick everything turned green so fast...said C surprised...I have to catch how the sunlight shines through the trees and makes this enchanting reflection in the water..
He focused on the Drumble...and what did catch his eye.......A Daisy floating by.....and another one...and another one.....
Daisies...in the Drumble...mumbled C....how strange...I don't suppose they took a dive into the water.....somehow they must of fallen in....
And in a mysterious way Mr C's mind wandered of to.......Miss Moussie...


3 comments:

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

OH DEAR....WE ARE GETTING CLOSER and CLOSER to the DRUMBLE itself....and I am tickled with total enchantment to see Miss Moussie's and Gustave's HOME GARDEN HERE...this is made by a certain Dutchess...Oh, I do hope that the soup in the garden at Hilltop does not EXPLODE! But if you put rice in it, it is possible; that happened at Rabbit Hill once!!!

Dearest, thank you for bringing us your imagination again. Are you having fun? I wrote some poetry today and I am loving the day. The sound of the brook delights me, knowing that it is there at your feet.

Nita

Marqueta (Mar-keet-a) said...

Dear Miss Moussie,

Oh my, daisies in the Drumble! It sounds like an exciting adventure lies ahead for one and all. :)

Thank you so much for coming by our place; old Tevye is always happy to be visited by his mouse friends.

Love,

Marqueta

Jacqueline said...

I must stop by for story time this morning before I start my week. The drumble, daisy days and Miss Moussie adventures! Love it today and always!
Thinking of you!

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