"She turned to the sunlight.. And he shook her golden head, And whispered to her softly: “Winter is dead.” ― freely adapted by A. A. Milne

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"She turned to the sunlight.. And he shook her golden head, And whispered to her softly: “Winter is dead.” ― freely adapted by A. A. Milne
~Elena Shumilova
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“Hallo, Rabbit,” he said, “is that you?” “Let’s pretend it isn’t,” said Rabbit, “and see what happens.”
― A. A. Milne
On Aug. 21, 1921, a one-year-old Christopher Robin Milne—son of British writer A.A. Milne—received a particularly special birthday present.T
“Signs of autumn - the reddening leaf, the chill in the early-morning air, the misty evenings. The summer has been splendid but it has lasted long enough. This morning I welcomed the chill in the air and viewed the falling leaves with cheerfulness.”
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One fine winter's day when Piglet was brushing away the snow in front of his house, Pooh pointed to the ground in front of him. 'Tracks,' said Piglet. 'Oh, Pooh! Do you think it's a - a - a Woozle?' 'You never can tell with paw-marks,' said Pooh.
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Tsinktober day 11. The prompt was to draw a author as a superhero. Here's A. A. Milne the writer of Winnie the Pooh.
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The sun came back over the Forest, bringing the scent of May. All the streams of the Forest were tinkling happily to find themselves their own pretty shape again, and the little pools lay dreaming of the life they had seen and the things they had done.
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