Run, Run, Run

Run, run, run...

I run faster when I wear my cape.

I run so fast the trees are a blur.

I run so fast I am a blur.

I run faster than Li'l Smokey.

And Li'l Smokey runs faster than me.

Sometimes we run to race...

And sometimes we just run.

Run...

Run...

Run.

Coming soon: Hank Finds a Flag!

The Melting of Snow and Ice

wednesday

thursday

friday

saturday

sunday

monday

The Wind Storm

There was a wind storm last night.

A lot of little branches came down.

Li'l Smokey wants to collect a bunch of them.

. . .

He's going to build something with them.

. . .

He likes to pick them out himself.

. . .

I think he's going to make a broom.

Is that right Li'l Smokey? Are you going to make a broom?

. . .

Or magic wands! Are we going to make magic wands?

Magic wands would be nice.

Li'l Smokey likes to surprise me. I'll let you know when I find out!

It works out great because I like to be surprised.

Bye!

Three Stones

Li'l Smokey, could you come here?

I've never seen these before.

I think they're new.

You stand over here, I think they're trying to make a circle.

Like this.

Or maybe they each want different things.

Mmmm. This one is cold.

Let's cover it up.

How about you two?

This one is so little. I bet it's hungry. Let's make a snack for it.

How about a couple snowballs?

Good. Now, what can we do for you?

This one is itchy.

(scritch, scritch...)

I think they've fallen asleep. We should tip-toe away...

very, very...

quietly.