The wind was against them now, and Piglets ears streamed behind him like banners as he fought his way along, and it seemed hours before he got them into the shelter of the Hundred acre Wood and they stood up straight again, to listen, a little nervously to the roaring of the gale among the tree-tops.
“Supposing a tree fell down, Pooh, when we were underneath it?”
“Supposing it didn’t,” said Pooh after careful thought.
i don’t usually post potted quotes, not that i don’t appreciate them, just pride that says i should try and express things for myself, but read this one earler, beautifully observed and the feeling/thought seems apt for me this moprning, anyway everyone loves winnie the pooh!
strange typing the words down, a little like reading aloud (which i just did, one of the most marvelous things on earth!), but very very different too x