Tales from the Forest
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Tricks, Tricks, and More Tricks
Hare was still confused. He was pretty sure Dog and Bear had tricked him with their sniffing contest, but he couldn’t figure out how they’d done it. He sniffed his four crayons again and again, but couldn’t smell any differences between the green, blue, red, and yellow ones. Sometimes he thought the yellow one might… Continue reading
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Sloth Arrives. Somehow.
Squirrel was astonished, one morning, to meet someone new in the branches of her home tree. He — or possibly she — was hanging upside down from a sizable limb, apparently asleep. Squirrel stared for a few moments, then started to jump past, thinking he’d come back later when the strange visitor woke up. “Good… Continue reading
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The End of Summer Party
“Bring me some snacks!” yelled Ferret. “And something good to drink!” “What’s gotten into Ferret this time?” asked Squirrel. “Why can’t he get his own snacks?” Dog sighed. “It’s not so much what’s gotten into Ferret as what he’s gotten into,” she said. “Did you notice his latest costume?” “Of course I did,” said Squirrel,… Continue reading
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What Beaver read
When Raccoon finally finished with her fan club — they were all there to listen to her ask and answer her own questions — and came inside Beaver’s house, Beaver and Hare were sitting in the library having a quiet chat. “Oh, there you are, Raccoon,” said Beaver. “Are your fans satisfied now?” “I’m not… Continue reading
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Off the Grid
The Mouse family had moved back to the forest, and into their old house. “I’m so glad to be living near all our friends again,” said Ma Mouse, as they raked their front lawn. It had started to look unkempt while the house had been vacant, and Ma liked everything neat and tidy. “Even though… Continue reading
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Just an Expression
Hare was carefully checking a garden near the edge of the forest to see if any vegetables had been left when winter came. “Hello, Hare,” came a greeting from high above. “Oh, good day, Magpie,” said Hare. “I was just…” “I know, I know,” said Magpie importantly. “You were just checking for winter fish.” “Um…well… Continue reading
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Filbert
Hare softly knocked his forehead against the wall in his kitchen. Gritting his teeth, he took the plate of tea cakes and went back into the living room. Filbert was still talking. “So I told the dude, ‘you’re one cool cat,’ I said, ‘so just hang loose.’” Filbert leaned his chair back so he almost… Continue reading
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Who’s Trick Is It
(That this is just a cute generic illustration. A trick, of a sort. Hare does not really dress this way) “Beaver,” said Hare, “I need some help.” “I’d be glad to help,” said Beaver, “what do you need?” “I need you to help me play a trick on Dog,” said Hare. “You and your tricks,”… Continue reading
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The Mouse Twins
Ma Mouse was having a very good day. She’d had a good day at work, and lunch was especially tasty. One of the things she liked best about her new job was that they always got a catered lunch at work after they made their way through the warehouse. On her way home she stopped… Continue reading
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No, no. No?
“I am not going to no town,” said Squirrel firmly. “You mean you are not going to ANY town,” said Hare. “If you’re not going to NO town, Squirrel, that means you ARE going.” “That’s ridiculous,” said Squirrel. “You’ve gotten mixed up, Hare.” “Up is what I most certainly have not gotten mixed,” sniffed Hare.… Continue reading
About Me
I’m Pete Harbeson, a writer (among other things) located near Boston, Massachusetts. In addition to writing my own content, I’ve learned to translate for my loquacious and opinionated pup Chocolate Bossypaws. No surprise, she mostly speaks in doggerel. You can find her contributions tagged with Chocolatiana.
Check out my other blog, Techlimitics, where I’m grappling with the nature of simplicity. You can also find some of my minor software projects at GitHub. Nothing very impressive. I mostly write tiny utilities in Python.
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