Milk Teeth

i never did find peter in the snow. nor lucy or aslan. and i didn't stop for sardines and lullabies with mr tumnus, but i'll always wait for them. my polar bear is a puddle. a lonely little puddle in my heart. i did not name him, for he was far too beautiful for any name my little brain thought of for him. but he's in my heart now, with the arctic foxes and the snow bunnies and the belugas. teddy darling saw a baby fox playing in the snow, quite on its own. and she was frightfully scared because it was so adorable and alone and she said that made it almost frightening. i don't understand why she was scared of the dear one. i would love to have a baby fox.
i ate toast today. i will always always eat toast forever, as it is my favourite and i love toast awfully. with nannie's strawberry jam, or with baked beans or cheese. but always honey. like pooh.
i mustn't forget to write. i wrote a little, but i shall write more, i promise.


oh i don't really know if i like these pictures. i was awfully bored you see. ♥