You, the reader, may have been wondering, "What do apricots eat?" While I can't speak for apricots in general, I CAN tell you what Happy Apricots eat. Mostly, they just drink water - flavored water if they can find it (mint-water is Silas's favorite; spinach-water is Avery's favorite). But they eat things like seeds and leaves, too. Nora likes dandelion seeds a lot. They're so light and fluffy. Silas likes sunflower seeds. Avery's favorite food, besides spinach, is honeysuckle. Well, that's all I know so far.
You may also have been wondering HOW Apricots eat. That I can't tell you. I only know that they do. And that they like it. But the how of it is a secret that they would prefer remain a mystery. Or a mystery they want to remain a secret. One or the other.
In any case, they DO eat, and they DO have favorite foods. I haven't found out about all of them yet, but I have told you what I can. And that is that.
Time to go have some food...
Monday, March 28, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Happy
"Nora, I'm just so happy!"
"Why are you happy, Silas?"
"I'm just so happy being an apricot!"
"Ok... Me, too..."
"Know what makes me happy?"
"What, Avery?"
"Pushing Silas in a pile of grass."
"Very funny. What else?"
"I like climbing to the very top branches of the apricot tree, where they're just about to bend because they're so thin, and looking out over the whole town from the top of my very own tree."
"Except it's our tree, too."
"True. But I'm happy to share it with you two. Nora, what makes you happy?"
"When the sun shines through the clouds and makes those shafts of light come down, I like that."
"Excellent!"
"And when Silas comes home with grass sticking all over him."
"Not you, too, Nora!"
"You make us happy, Silas!"
"I don't know what to say."
"Say, 'I'm happy!'"
Together: "We're happy!!"
"Why are you happy, Silas?"
"I'm just so happy being an apricot!"
"Ok... Me, too..."
"Know what makes me happy?"
"What, Avery?"
"Pushing Silas in a pile of grass."
"Very funny. What else?"
"I like climbing to the very top branches of the apricot tree, where they're just about to bend because they're so thin, and looking out over the whole town from the top of my very own tree."
"Except it's our tree, too."
"True. But I'm happy to share it with you two. Nora, what makes you happy?"
"When the sun shines through the clouds and makes those shafts of light come down, I like that."
"Excellent!"
"And when Silas comes home with grass sticking all over him."
"Not you, too, Nora!"
"You make us happy, Silas!"
"I don't know what to say."
"Say, 'I'm happy!'"
Together: "We're happy!!"
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Jam
Silas loves to play at the park. He loves to swing and slide and climb. He's kind of a natural at climbing, actually. And at his favorite park, he can drop out of a tree right onto the slide. Sometimes he drops from so high and slides so fast that he flies halfway across the playground before he lands! It feels like halfway to him, anyway. In any case, it's really far.
Not too long ago, Silas was practicing his tricks at the park, which was packed with so many people that they didn't notice an apricot dropping out of the trees onto the playground equipment. They didn't notice the apple, either, but that is someone else's story. The pine cones were just pine cones. Silas got a lot of good climbing in that day, and he was pleased with his dropping-and-sliding performance, too. Just as the park had cleared out for the day, Silas geared up for one final flight across the playground. He chose the tallest slide (which was, naturally, the fastest) and climbed as high as he dared up the closest tree. He studied his angles, took a deep breath, and then dropped at the perfect moment on the perfect spot on the slide. Well, that slide whisked him right down, and he was three-quarters of the way across the playground before he had let out all his breath. Unfortunately, Silas hadn't really planned out his landing, and he happened to land in the exact spot where, earlier in the day, some kid had been eating lunch. Splat! That was one sticky peanut butter and jelly puddle! Avery came by just as Silas was rolling himself out of the mess.
"Silas!" said Avery. "Are you in a jam?"
"Ha ha ha," said Silas. "As a matter of fact, I am."
"Well, let's get you out of it," said Avery. And Avery pushed him out of the sandwich goop and onto the (freshly mowed) lawn, where he rolled him around a little bit. After taking a picture of the now-grassy Silas, Avery used some of the blades of grass to scrape off most of the jelly, which Silas would not have been able to do on his own. On their way home, Avery and Silas discussed how to tell the story to Nora and the others who would ask about Silas's remaining jelly patches. And Silas told Avery all about how far he had flown off the slide. Before they climbed up the tree, Silas tapped Avery on the back.
"What is it?" Avery asked.
Silas smirked. "Thanks for getting me out of a jam."
Not too long ago, Silas was practicing his tricks at the park, which was packed with so many people that they didn't notice an apricot dropping out of the trees onto the playground equipment. They didn't notice the apple, either, but that is someone else's story. The pine cones were just pine cones. Silas got a lot of good climbing in that day, and he was pleased with his dropping-and-sliding performance, too. Just as the park had cleared out for the day, Silas geared up for one final flight across the playground. He chose the tallest slide (which was, naturally, the fastest) and climbed as high as he dared up the closest tree. He studied his angles, took a deep breath, and then dropped at the perfect moment on the perfect spot on the slide. Well, that slide whisked him right down, and he was three-quarters of the way across the playground before he had let out all his breath. Unfortunately, Silas hadn't really planned out his landing, and he happened to land in the exact spot where, earlier in the day, some kid had been eating lunch. Splat! That was one sticky peanut butter and jelly puddle! Avery came by just as Silas was rolling himself out of the mess.
"Silas!" said Avery. "Are you in a jam?"
"Ha ha ha," said Silas. "As a matter of fact, I am."
"Well, let's get you out of it," said Avery. And Avery pushed him out of the sandwich goop and onto the (freshly mowed) lawn, where he rolled him around a little bit. After taking a picture of the now-grassy Silas, Avery used some of the blades of grass to scrape off most of the jelly, which Silas would not have been able to do on his own. On their way home, Avery and Silas discussed how to tell the story to Nora and the others who would ask about Silas's remaining jelly patches. And Silas told Avery all about how far he had flown off the slide. Before they climbed up the tree, Silas tapped Avery on the back.
"What is it?" Avery asked.
Silas smirked. "Thanks for getting me out of a jam."
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