http://robin.thornvalley.com/node/3 Comments for "Chapter 1" en http://robin.thornvalley.com/node/3 <p> <p>Elizabeth Brisby felt restless; but she didn't know why. </p> </p> <p> <p>It had become her habit, these past few weeks, to spend a few minutes each<br /> morning by herself, sitting or lying quietly in a small patch of grass and<br /> flowers, tucked between her cinder-block house and the big boulder that<br /> sheltered it. (Her children--who had of course noticed this habit--jokingly<br /> called it &quot;Mom's Secret Spot.&quot;) It was pleasant just to be there,<br /> alone with her own thoughts, smelling the grass and the flowers, listening to<br /> the birds and the distant buzz of farm machinery. The weather was growing<br /> warmer every day, and very soon she might have to find a shadier spot; but for<br /> now that was pleasant too: to spread out her cape and let the sunshine soak<br /> into her fur. </p> </p> <p><a href="http://robin.thornvalley.com/node/3">read more</a></p> http://robin.thornvalley.com/node/3#comment Wed, 18 Aug 2004 15:59:44 -0600 Simon 3 at http://robin.thornvalley.com