mask

" Hi Porcu and Sheep, what are you going to do?" the bluebird asked. "We're going to the white rabbit," the porcupine said, "and we will surprise him - he can't recognize us at all, because we have our masks on," the porcupine said. The bluebird laughed: "Yes, you're complete hidden, Porcu and Sheep - enjoy!"

"Yes, we are hidden. I only wonder how she knows our names?" the porcupine said. The sheep smiled - this was one of the rare moments, where the porcupine was happy. Especially in these times, where the grass is grey and the leaves have disappeared (nearly), he was a bit depressed. Winter is coming, and soon he should make a winter lair. He remembered, that he would miss his friends. But he had to - else he couldn't survive the winter.

might

One simple question: What has the strongest power - a dandelion or asphalt? The answer is not logical but fabolous: the dandelion! It can broke even the hardest asphalt and bloom with it's sunshine-flowers and white star-stick. The weather is so fine here, maybee it's thinking spring's here one more time?

After the rain comes the earthworm up on the road, looking for something, I don't know what, and two autumn-butterflies are trying to reach the clouds. That's autumn at the land of the grass-man.

thanksgiving

The ram Ursus said to the sheep: "I'm giving you my love". The sheep said "Thanks".

wind

It's autumn, and the wind-cloud has become strong and has blown the porcupine around. He cryes for help, and luckily his friend, the white rabbit, hears him. He calls for the giraffe, who comes very fast.

"Go away from my friends," the giraffe says. "We two are stronger than that cloud", the white rabbit says and hides himself between the giraffe's long legs.

nice ghosts

Two ghosts are ready for Halloween. They both agree, that white is oldfashioned for ghosts. "Your green clothes matches your eyes - amazing!" the first ghost said. "And your blue is just the same as your blue eyes - it is so beautiful!"

The bat flew up in the sky and wondered where to get these clothes. "I think the green stars would be cool for me, " he thought.

quiet

Sometimes the white rabbit is too speedy, and so it's necessary for him to slow down. Then he likes to go to the corn-field. Here's not quite quiet, but nearly - today he can only hear a gentle breeze in the corn and in the leaves of the tree.

"Wonderful," he thinks, "now I start my new, slowly life - and I can hear again."

But he couldn't hear everything - two autumn-butterflies played around, completely quiet.