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A funny feeling began to creep all over him. It began at the tip of his nose and trickled all through him and out at the soles of his feet. It was just as if somebody inside him were saying, “Now then, Pooh, time for a little something.” ~A.A.Milne #FridayFeeIing #elevenses
I have a house where I go
When there’s too many people,
I have a house where I go
Where no one can be;
I have a house where I go,
Where nobody ever says “No”
Where no one says anything - so
There is no one but me.
~A.A.Milne #peace #thursdayvibes
“Tigger is quite big enough,” said Piglet.
“He isn’t REALLY very big.”
“Well, he SEEMS so.”
Pooh was thoughtful when he heard this, and then murmured:
“Whatever his weight in pounds, shillings, and ounces,
He always seems bigger because of his bounces.” A.A.Milne #WednesdayWisdom
“If somebody BOUNCES you loudly from behind, you slip.”
“But who did it?” asked Roo.
Eeyore didn’t answer.
“I expect it was Tigger,” said Piglet nervously.
“But was it a Joke or an Accident?” said Pooh.
“I didn’t stop to ask, Pooh. I just said to myself, ‘It’s wet.’” ~A.A.Milne
There was a wooden bridge, almost as broad as a road, with wooden rails on each side of it. Christopher Robin could just get his chin on the top rail, but it was more fun to stand on the bottom rail, so that he could lean right over, and watch the river. ~A.A.Milne #PoohBridge
“Pooh, promise you won’t forget about me, ever. Not even when I’m a hundred.”
Pooh thought for a little.
“How old shall I be then?”
“Ninety-nine.”
Pooh nodded.
“I promise,” he said.
Christopher Robin put out a hand and felt for Pooh’s paw. ~A.A.Milne
#Pooh #love #friendship
“The atmospheric conditions have been very unfavourable lately,” said Owl.
“The what?”
“It has been raining.”
“Yes,” said Christopher Robin. “It has.”
“The flood-level has reached an unprecedented height.”
“The who?”
“There’s a lot of water about,” explained Owl. ~A.A.Milne #rain
The small and sorry Rabbit rushed through the mist at the noise, and it suddenly turned into Tigger; a Friendly Tigger, a Grand Tigger, a Tigger who bounced in just the beautiful way a Tigger ought to bounce.
“Oh, Tigger, I AM glad to see you,” cried Rabbit. ~A.A.Milne #thursday
What is the matter with Mary Jane?
She’s perfectly well, and she hasn’t a pain,
And it’s lovely rice pudding for dinner again! -
What IS the matter with Mary Jane?
~A.A.Milne #SaturdayThoughts #SaturdayVibes
I had nuffin’,
No, I hadn’t got nuffin’
So I didn’t go down
To the market square;
But I walked on the common
The old-gold common...
And I saw little rabbits
‘Most everywhere!
~A.A.Milne
#wednesdaythought #nature