You drift towards a side of the garden where the bright colors of tiny tomatoes and eggplants peer out from a tangle of tall plant stalks. Sensing that you are closer to the smell, You and The Fox land your parachute basket by the stalks, and there, underneath a mighty leaf, you discover what looks like an opulent, picnic, hosted by a group of insects busily scurrying around. You see ants, bumblebees, ladybugs all taking seats with dishes in hand, and one long caterpillar handing out what look like small thimbles made from pinecones. On one side of a long table, you see two empty seats, seemingly made just for you and the Fox. You look around, no longer surprised by the impossible things you are seeing today…. but you are surprised by the smell! It is a smell you know very well, that of one of your favorite meals. A Nervously Excited Ladybug with a dish in its hand scurries up to you and The Fox. ‘Come, come!’ says the Ladybug excitedly, constantly fidgeting and glancing all around. ‘We’ve been waiting for you!’ 

 

‘But whatever are you all doing?’ you ask, once again, even though you get the feeling you are supposed to know. ‘It is time for our annual Springtime Feast, of course! We’ve just harvested all of our rhubarb and radishes. And you are our honored guests!’ You glance at the Fox, who is looking just as surprised as you by this news, but you both shrug your shoulders and smile, and follow the Ladybug towards the feast. The Ladybug leads you and the Fox to the two empty seats, across from a group of ants and bumblebees. And there, on your plate, you see it. ‘This is my favorite meal!’ you exclaim. ‘Yes, we know,’ says the Ladybug, still scurrying around with dishes and thimbles. ‘It goes perfectly with our radish and rhubarb, of course!’ You smile at the Fox, say hello to your new Insect acquaintances, and join the crowd in cheering the annual Springtime Feast. Your favorite meal, accompanied by radish and rhubarb, brings back vivid, happy memories, and as you begin to eat, you tell the Insects all about your wild tales.

You drift towards a side of the garden where the bright colors of tiny tomatoes and eggplants peer out from a tangle of tall plant stalks. Sensing that you are closer to the smell, You and The Fox land your parachute basket by the stalks, and there, underneath a mighty leaf, you discover what looks like an opulent, picnic, hosted by a group of insects busily scurrying around. You see ants, bumblebees, ladybugs all taking seats with dishes in hand, and one long caterpillar handing out what look like small thimbles made from pinecones. On one side of a long table, you see two empty seats, seemingly made just for you and the Fox. You look around, no longer surprised by the impossible things you are seeing today…. but you are surprised by the smell! It is a smell you know very well, that of one of your favorite meals. A Nervously Excited Ladybug with a dish in its hand scurries up to you and The Fox. ‘Come, come!’ says the Ladybug excitedly, constantly fidgeting and glancing all around. ‘We’ve been waiting for you!’ 

 

‘But whatever are you all doing?’ you ask, once again, even though you get the feeling you are supposed to know. ‘It is time for our annual Springtime Feast, of course! We’ve just harvested all of our rhubarb and radishes. And you are our honored guests!’ You glance at the Fox, who is looking just as surprised as you by this news, but you both shrug your shoulders and smile, and follow the Ladybug towards the feast. The Ladybug leads you and the Fox to the two empty seats, across from a group of ants and bumblebees. And there, on your plate, you see it. ‘This is my favorite meal!’ you exclaim. ‘Yes, we know,’ says the Ladybug, still scurrying around with dishes and thimbles. ‘It goes perfectly with our radish and rhubarb, of course!’ You smile at the Fox, say hello to your new Insect acquaintances, and join the crowd in cheering the annual Springtime Feast. Your favorite meal, accompanied by radish and rhubarb, brings back vivid, happy memories, and as you begin to eat, you tell the Insects all about your wild tales.