Mountains can be high...rivers wide...and a road may be winding and long ...The bear knew..
Softly the sun filters its early morning light through fresh green leaves.
Spring is promising..and the bear starts his journey..
At first..he is just standing there..letting the sun warm his old bones..The road ahead would be difficult.. The bear knew...
Days became nights, and nights became days again..
The bear sometimes rested under a sheltering starry sky.. Every new day the sun accompanied him..getting stronger..days grew longer..and the bear was now feeling younger..than he was..
There he stood...on a hilltop covered with pine trees....catching a gust of wind in his nose..smelling a familiar scent..of straw..wildflowers..shadow of Oak ..
- Summer has arrived..whispered the bear.
The caresses of the breeze tickled his fur, and the bear sighed.. The Bear knew..he was almost there..
Meanwhile...on a different Hilltop, a mouse was wandering.. A mouse wearing a straw hat..A Mouse on a summer stroll..
She had been climbing the Hilltop and now paused for a while under the big old oak tree, midst the wildflowers, to catch her breath..
The sun stood high..there was a soft breeze..
-Aah, sighed the mousse..The summer wind..!
The wind took with him the smell of shade from Pine trees.....and..what was that.. something in the air was....was very familiar..
-I know that smell..said Miss Moussie..and of course she knew..she always knows everything.
.-Its...its...and there Miss Moussie stopped..threw her straw hat in the air and jumped for joy before she called out...
........IT's A BEAR...