Down on the ground, in the garden, under that same blustery sky, all but one of the chipmunk and squirrel children agreed it was a day for kites made of tissue paper and twigs and string; for toy boats made from hollowed-out nuts, with sticks for masts and leaves for sails; and for blueberry-and-frozen-yogurt popsicles.

The one little chipmunk who opted not to play outside sat instead in Rabbit’s tea shop, by an open window, and read a book about wind and storms and fairies and pirates on the high seas.

(June 2023)

Story & Photo © Jennifer Singleton / Read+Purr

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