When I was little I loved any story where animals could talk . I read Aesop’s Fables quite a bit because of that reason, but I found some of the fables to be quite sad. It seemed like so many of the characters were getting fooled, or left in the lurch. In recent years I’ve started painting foxes and crows quite a bit - separately, and together. I even made a fox and crow dress last year. This prompted a desire to write my own version of the fox and the crow story. There’s still a lesson in there - just a softer, kinder one for tender hearts like mine.
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The Crow and the Fox
Once upon a time there were two very clever creatures who admired one another from afar. Each had no notion that the other even noticed them. Until one day when the fox happened upon the crow, perched high on a tree branch, in a lovely clearing in the woods. The crow worked up her courage and greeted the fox with a hearty, “good day, love!” And the fox returned her welcome graciously, “well, aren’t you a magnificent sight!”
The crow told the fox how she delighted in watching him play in the fields below, and the fox told the crow that he longed to know how the world looked from above.
The two became, what one might call, friends. They met often in that same little glade and talked of many things that were unremarkable to the one doing the telling, but wondrous and dazzling to the one doing the listening. In their tales, the mundane became extraordinary again, and in their friendship, an old story was rewritten. And once in a while, when they were lucky enough to find it, they shared a delicious piece of cheese.
Their laughter and singing drifted high above the treetops, and deep down into the woodland burrows. All who were lucky enough to hear those sweet sounds, found that without even realizing it, had carved a bit more space in their hearts for the finding and keeping of unexpected joy.
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This rustic, gets-softer-with-age cloth has many uses ~ a mindful alternative to paper towels, dish or hand towel, bath towel for baby, a small table covering, or wall hanging.
Pack one in your overnight satchel as a comfort of home. I use them as pillow coverings, hair wraps, and face towels when I travel.
Each cloth is hand printed with non-toxic, water-based ink.
Approximate size: 26 x 27 inches - almost square.
Care instructions: Machine wash in warm water with mild detergent. No bleach. Tumble dry low or line dry. They will get softer and more absorbent with age and use.
When I was little I loved any story where animals could talk . I read Aesop’s Fables quite a bit because of that reason, but I found some of the fables to be quite sad. It seemed like so many of the characters were getting fooled, or left in the lurch. In recent years I’ve started painting foxes and crows quite a bit - separately, and together. I even made a fox and crow dress last year. This prompted a desire to write my own version of the fox and the crow story. There’s still a lesson in there - just a softer, kinder one for tender hearts like mine.
. . . . .
The Crow and the Fox
Once upon a time there were two very clever creatures who admired one another from afar. Each had no notion that the other even noticed them. Until one day when the fox happened upon the crow, perched high on a tree branch, in a lovely clearing in the woods. The crow worked up her courage and greeted the fox with a hearty, “good day, love!” And the fox returned her welcome graciously, “well, aren’t you a magnificent sight!”
The crow told the fox how she delighted in watching him play in the fields below, and the fox told the crow that he longed to know how the world looked from above.
The two became, what one might call, friends. They met often in that same little glade and talked of many things that were unremarkable to the one doing the telling, but wondrous and dazzling to the one doing the listening. In their tales, the mundane became extraordinary again, and in their friendship, an old story was rewritten. And once in a while, when they were lucky enough to find it, they shared a delicious piece of cheese.
Their laughter and singing drifted high above the treetops, and deep down into the woodland burrows. All who were lucky enough to hear those sweet sounds, found that without even realizing it, had carved a bit more space in their hearts for the finding and keeping of unexpected joy.
. . . . .
This rustic, gets-softer-with-age cloth has many uses ~ a mindful alternative to paper towels, dish or hand towel, bath towel for baby, a small table covering, or wall hanging.
Pack one in your overnight satchel as a comfort of home. I use them as pillow coverings, hair wraps, and face towels when I travel.
Each cloth is hand printed with non-toxic, water-based ink.
Approximate size: 26 x 27 inches - almost square.
Care instructions: Machine wash in warm water with mild detergent. No bleach. Tumble dry low or line dry. They will get softer and more absorbent with age and use.
