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Hello, my weathered, yellow and well decorated friend. And a Happy #MailboxMonday to you. π
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Eeyore was silent for a while, thinking.
βRabbit, I must move about more. I must come and go.β
βEeyore, drop in on any of us at any time, when you feel like it.β
βThank you, Rabbit. And if anybody says in a Loud Voice βBother, itβs Eeyore,β I can drop out again.β ~A.A.Milne
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Owl nodded solemnly.
βCorrect me if I am wrong,β he said, βbut am I right in supposing that it is a very Blusterous day outside?β
βVery,β said Piglet, who was quietly thawing his ears, and wishing that he was safely back in his own house. ~A.A.Milne #windy
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"I always said Tiggers could climb trees," said Tigger. Not that it's easy, mind you. There's the coming-down too. Which will be difficult. Unless one fell. When it would be... EASY.
βAre we going to the top?" said Roo excitedly.
βNO," said Tigger.
~A.A.Milne
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habe noch einen Freund getroffen , der in Caspar David Friedrich Manier den Himmel ΓΌber Dresden betrachtet
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π 100 years ago today, Winnie-the-Pooh and his friends opened up a book to their enchanted Hundred Acre Wood. π― π§Έππ°π·
Read the full extent of their stories from a century ago at the Internet Archive. Courtesy of the #publicdomain.π
archive.org/details/winniepoβ¦
ALT Black-and-white pen-and-ink illustration by E. H. Shepard of Winnie-the-Pooh sitting on a log and gazing upward beside a large tree. Behind him is a dark doorway at the treeβs base, with a sign reading βMR SANDERSβ above it, a small bell, a hanging bell pull, and a partial note reading βRNIG ALSO.β A small pile of sticks lies on the ground to the right. Dense cross-hatching forms the tree.
