My new bicycle bell works like a charm.

Today is my birthday. 

Last night I ruminated on 16, and I could hear the foxes bark and the big clock downstairs whirr, and all I could think was that, in the life of a fox, wondering about the future is probably not a prime concern. 

So instead of wondering I decided to grow the fur of a fox and smell the spring in the air.

Secret note folding is a valuable skill. Who knows when you may have to send something by pigeon or fit a piece of paper into a tiny space? I do both pretty often, so I've acquired a fine knowledge of how notes should be folded. 

Make sure you have a secret note, first of all. I also like to seal all my correspondance in red, and highly recommend it. 

Fold your note so it looks like this.

Fold the bottom left corner to the top of the paper, and the bottom right to the bottom of the paper.

Fold the bottom left corner to the top of paper, and repeat with the top right corner.

Fold the left flap back behind the paper to create a triangle that sticks up behind the paper. Fold the bottom flap down in front of the paper to create a triangle that protrudes below the paper. 

Fold the right triangle behind the square of paper and tuck it under the left flap. This will create a diagonal line across the square. Do the same with the left flap, tucking it under the right triangle. 

 Your note is complete!

Seal, and deliver.

Harney and Sons Vanilla Cormoro fine tea.

It comes in silk tea sachets which makes it very fancy. 

Even the Prime Minister drinks it. 

Storytime is a family affair. 

Lately I have read:

The Encyclopedia of the Exquisite

Sherlock Holmes

Once Upon a Time in the North

Gnomes

Gentlemen of the Road

The Night Circus

and

The Scrapbook of Frankie Pratt.

They are all very good, especially Sherlock Holmes and Gnomes, which are brilliant at any time, day or night, and are on the list of FAVORITES FOR ALWAYS. The Night Circus was a bit disappointing and I shall most likely have a review of it sometime. 

Here's a book I didn't like:

Water for Elephants.

 I don't understand all of the frenzy over this book. In my personal opinion, it was a good idea wasted because of a nursing home and too many details. Also, I thought the movie was better than the book, which is a rare phenomenon. 

In another of my personal opinions, the only truly extraordinary books are the ones that were written long ago by extraordinary authors. I think it's because most books written lately are awful.

I like finding feathers and imagining what parts of the world they have traveled too while attached to a bird's wing. Then I bottle them up and put them in the window. 

Courtesy of One-Eyed William.