|On the Devil's Chair|
Conor kept noticing fallen trees and would say, "Uh, Oh!" So funny that there were so many trees down. Did anyone hear them fall? The woods was particularly beautiful that day with the needles strewn like feathers on the floor and the towering pines above us.
The sounds and sights made us all think of The Gruffalo - one of our favorite books. On our walk we kept reciting the book but inserting the boys for the mouse, "[John and Conor] took a stroll in the deep dark woods..." We kept looking for the Gruffalo. "He has terrible tusks and terrible claws and terrible teeth in his terrible jaws. He has knobbly knees and turned-out toes, and a poisonous wart at the end of his nose. His eyes are orange, his tongue is black, he has purple prickles all over his back."
John thinks he's found the Gruffalo's house down a long and winding path, but we didn't explore it. No sight of a mouse, a fox, a snake or an owl either. But we know they are all there!