5/19/2023 0 Comments The long patrol by brian jacquesTa-mello De Fformelo Tussock, to give this young hare his full title, was doing battle with imaginary enemies. It is often said that a madness takes possession of certain hares in spring, and anybeast watching the performance of one such creature would have had his worst fears confirmed. All around, the land was wakening to springtime, and it promised to be a fair season. Clamoring and gaggling, a skein of barnacle geese in wavering formation winged their way overhead toward the coastline. Already a few hardy wood ants and honeybees were abroad in the copse fringes. Carrying half-melted icicles along, a tinkling, chuckling stream bounded from rocky cliff ledges, meandering around fir and pine groves toward broad open plains. Snowdrop, chickweed, and shepherd's purse nodded gratefully beneath a bright mid-morning sun, which beamed through small islands of breeze-chased clouds. BOOK ONE The Runaway Recruit Melting snowdrifts with grassy knolls poking through made a patchwork of the far east lands as winter surrendered its icy grip of the earth to oncoming spring.
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