Author: Chris

“I caught this long before we lost the key to the music box”  replied Bob. “You’re welcome to try it but I don’t think it will work.”

At this point Rico walked by and noticed a key on the table. “Is that the key to the music box?”

Bob was proud of the different artifacts that he had caught over the years.

Meanwhile Bob was inspecting his latest catch, a brass something or other.

The bees would share stories about what they had seen on the island.

The bees brought their baskets to collect pollen and nectar.

It was a beautiful morning to be a bee.

In the morning the bees woke up early and began their work.

Faeries had been up all night embroidering and crocheting the lace for Queen Anne. There was a lovely display of the faeries’ work, the tiny petals stitched together with gossamer threads.