“We are like a tree whose roots divide and subdivide again and again as they spread outward. Our neighbours are the same. Their roots too spread and interlace with ours. Our trunks are separate but beneath the soil an inextricably tangled network of fibres.”
~ C.R.Milne #Monday

“If anybody wants to clap,” said Eeyore when he had read POEM, “now is the time to do it.”
They all clapped.
“Thank you,” said Eeyore, “Unexpected and gratifying, if a little lacking in Smack.”
“It’s better than mine,” said Pooh.
“It was meant to be,” said Eeyore. ~A.A.Milne

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“What I like best in the whole world is Me and Piglet going to see You, and You saying, “What about a little something?” And Me saying, ‘Well, I shouldn’t mind a little something, should you, Piglet,’ and it being a hummy sort of day outside, and birds singing.” #SaturdayMorning

Pooh was so busy not looking where he was going that he stepped on a piece of the Forest which had been left out by mistake; and he only had time to think to himself:
“I’m flying. What Owl does.
I wonder how you stop -” when he stopped. BUMP! ~A.A.Milne #FridayFeeling

'In life there are two ways of navigating: take a bearing on something in the future and steer towards it, or take a bearing on something in the past and steer away from it. There are those who look ahead and pull and those who look behind and push.' ~C.R.Milne #thursdaymorning

You remember how Pooh discovered the North Pole; well he was so proud of this that he went out to discover the East Pole by himself. Whether he discovered it or not, I forget; but he was so tired when he got home that he fell asleep, and slept and slept. ~A.A.Milne #EasterHoliday

I go to a party, I go out to tea,
I go to an aunt for a week at the sea,
I come back from school or from playing a game;
Wherever I come from, it’s always the same:
“Well?
Have you been a GOOD girl, Jane?” ~A.A.Milne #EasterHolidays

There was a loud cracking noise. Pooh’s side of the room was slowly tilting upwards. Owl frowned at as much of Pooh as he could see. “Pooh, did YOU do that?”
“No,” said Pooh humbly.
“I think it was the wind,” said Piglet. “I think your house has fallen down.” ~A.A.Milne #windy

“My father used to say that the third-rate brain thought with the majority, the second-rate brain thought with the minority and the first-rate brain thought for itself. His was, and he wanted mine to be, a first-rate brain. I would have to think and decide for myself.” ~C.R.Milne

“Mind you don’t get blown away, little Piglet. You’d be missed. People would say, ‘Where’s little Piglet been blown to?’” The wind was against them now, and Piglet’s ears streamed behind him like banners as he fought his way along. ~A.A.Milne #StormKathleen #wind #wind y

It rained and it rained and it rained. Piglet told himself that never in all his life, and he was goodness knows HOW old - three, was it, or four? - never had he seen so much rain. Days and days and days. Every day the water got a little higher. ~A.A.Milne #rain #flooding

Piglet held Eeyore’s balloon tightly, so that it shouldn’t blow away, and ran as fast as he could. Thinking how pleased Eeyore would be, he didn’t look where he was going… and suddenly he put his foot in a rabbit hole, and fell down flat on his face. BANG!!! ~A.A.Milne #thursday

Tigger ran up and down in front of them. Sometimes he bounced into Rabbit and sometimes he didn’t. As they got higher, the mist got thicker, so that Tigger kept disappearing, and then when you thought he wasn’t there, there he was again, saying, “I say, come on,” ~A.A.Milne #mist

We curl up and go to sleep... and Pooh, too, closes his eyes and nods his head, and follows us on tiptoe into the Forest. There, we have magic adventures; but when we wake up in the morning, they are gone before we can catch hold of them. ~A.A.Milne #adventures

I had been given a bird book for Easter. “There’s a blackbird’s nest in the hole outside the drawing-room window,” I announced proudly.
“I think it’s probably a starling,” said my father, but then realising how I felt, “perhaps it’s a blackbird visiting a starling.” ~C.R. Milne

When I wake up
On Easter Day,
I shall see my egg
She's promised to lay.
If I were Emperors,
If I were Kings,
It couldn't be fuller
Of wonderful things.
~A.A.Milne
#Easter Sunday #Easter #Easter Sunday 2024

Looking very calm, very dignified, with his legs in the air, came Eeyore from beneath the bridge.
“It’s Eeyore!” cried Roo, terribly excited. “I didn’t know you were playing.”
“I’m not,” said Eeyore.
“He’s going ROUND and ROUND,” said Roo, much impressed.
~A.A.Milne
#Easter2023

The Little Black Hen said, 'What will you pay,
If I lay you an egg
For Easter Day?

'I'll give you a Please
And a How-do-you-do,
I'll show you a Bear
Who lives in the Zoo,
I'll show you the nettle-place
On my leg,
If you'll lay me a great big
Eastery egg.
~A.A.Milne #GoodFriday

NOISE, BY POOH
Oh, the butterflies are flying,
Now the winter days are dying,
And the primroses are trying
To be seen.
And the turtle-doves are cooing,
And the woods are up and doing,
For the violets are blue-ing
In the green.
~A.A.Milne #spring #nature