A crisp bright morning

This morning Little Owl and I climbed the hill to the top of the farm. From there we could see the whole valley laid out below us, crisp and bright. We swung on a farm gate singing Old MacDonald at the top of our voices, then we raced each other back down the hill. In the farm yard the hay barns were being filled up. We stood and watched the tractor for a while. Here is a little mouse I have drawn for a project I’m really really hoping will work out. In the mean time, I hope you like him.

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