By the time it came to the edge of the Forest, the stream had grown up, so that it was almost a river, and being grown-up, it did not run and jump and sparkle along as it used to do when it was younger, but moved more slowly. For it knew now where it was going, and it said to itself, “There is no hurry. We shall get there someday.” But all the little streams higher up in the Forest went this way and that, quickly, eagerly, having so much to find out before it was too late.
There was a broad track, almost as broad as a road, leading from the Outland to the Forest, but before it come come to the Forest, it had to cross this river. So, where it crossed, there was a wooden bridge, almost as broad as a road, with wooden rails on each side of it.
~ The House at Pooh Corner, by A.A. Milne
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Love it!
Awww, A.A. Milne. Love him. Have you read The Red House Mystery? It's by no means the masterpiece that the Pooh books are, but it was quite fun to "hear" Milne's cadence in a "grown-up" book.
Happy Weekend to you...
No Susan, I haven't read it. Will put it on my paperback swap list right now. Thanks for the recommendation!
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