The sun came back over the Forest, bringing the scent of May. All the streams of the Forest were tinkling happily to find themselves their own pretty shape again and the little pools lay dreaming of the life they had seen and the things they had done. ~A.A.Milne #MayDay#1stMay
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
He took hold of Pooh’s front paws and Rabbit took hold of Christopher Robin, and all Rabbit’s friends-and-relations took hold of Rabbit, and they all pulled together…
And then, all of a sudden, he said “Pop!” just as if a cork were coming out of a bottle.~A.A.Milne #PullTogether
"Never put off planting something or you will find that ten years later you are saying 'If only we had planted that wisteria," and you are filled with sad thoughts. It isn't too late. Do it now, and if you don't live to enjoy it, somebody else will." ~A.A.Milne #gardening
Once upon a time, a very long time ago now, about last Friday, Winnie-the-Pooh lived in a forest all by himself under the name of Sanders.
(“What does ‘under the name’ mean?” asked Christopher Robin.
It means he had the name over the door and he lived under it.”) ~A.A.Milne
It was going to be one of Rabbit’s busy days. He felt important, as if everything depended upon him. It was just the day for Organizing Something, or for Writing a Notice, or for Seeing What Everybody Else Thought About It. It was a Captainish day. ~A.A.Milne #GetOrganizedDay
“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
"If you are alone, the country is your companion; and nature becomes Nature, a person, someone to whom you can almost talk. You do not only walk through measured miles; you sit, dreaming, contemplating, absorbing it all, through unmeasured minutes." ~C.R.Milne #sundaythoughts
Where am I going?
I don't quite know.
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the
blue-bells grow -
Anywhere, anywhere.
I don't know.
~A.A.Milne #Bluebells#BankHolidayMonday
Piglet was sitting on the ground blowing happily at a dandelion, and wondering whether it would be this year, next year, sometime, or never. He discovered that it would be never, and tried to remember what 'it' was, hoping it wasn't anything nice. ~A.A.Milne #dandelions
Pooh took down a large jar of honey. It had HUNNY written on it, but, just to make sure, he took off the paper cover. “You never can tell,” said Pooh. “I remember my uncle saying once that he had seen cheese just this colour.” So he took a large lick. ~A.A.Milne
All the little wood was still,
As if it waited so, until
Some blackbird on an outpost yew,
Watching the slow procession through,
Lifted his yellow beak at last
To whistle that the line had passed...
Then all the wood began to sing
Its morning anthem to the spring. ~A.A.Milne
It was in the Hundred Acre Wood that Owl lived. "And if anyone knows anything about anything," said Bear to himself, "it's Owl who knows something about something, or my name's not Winnie-the-Pooh... which it is," he added. "So there you are." ~A.A.Milne
Pooh had forgotten to ask who Small was, and whether he was the sort of friend-and-relation who settled on one’s nose, or the sort who got trodden on by mistake, so he thought he would begin the Hunt by asking Piglet what they were looking for before he looked for it. ~A.A.Milne
"A garden is a place where the natives - impolitely referred to as 'weeds' - have been ruthlessly exterminated. They fight to return. So then starts a war that never ends. Partly to escape to more peaceful surroundings, I often retreat to wilderness." ~C.R.Milne #gardening#weeds
Eeyore stood by himself in a corner of the Forest and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly, “Why?” and sometimes “Wherefore?”
So when Winnie-the-Pooh came along, Eeyore was very glad to be able to stop thinking for a little. ~A.A.Milne #MentalHealthAwarenessWeek
“Most of us have small, sad places somewhere in our hearts. If the sad side of my father’s life was kept from me as a child, I shall not now try to unearth it. Enough for me that I knew only his smiles. Enough for others that he gave them Eeyore.”~C.R.Milne #MentalHealthAwareness
“What do you like doing best in the world, Pooh?”
Pooh had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey WAS a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called. ~A.A.Milne
“It’s a Heffalump!” thought Piglet nervously, and then he said: “Tra-la-la,” as if he had just thought of it. But he didn’t look round, because if you look round and see a Very Fierce Heffalump looking down at you, sometimes you forget what you were going to say. ~A.A.Milne