The Big Wood has been a bustle of activity; the animals are urgently preparing for the winter. Must are storing food or eating heartily, to build up fat supplies for hibernation. I have been cleaning out the den on a regular basis. Mr. Otter still hunts during the winter, but has suggested starting a garden in the spring. He is such a busy beaver.
Bradley has constructed the most beautiful furniture for our patio. He was correcting various sticks from the many storms, and lashing them together with vines. I am now the proud owner of a table and four chairs that will come in handy for tea with guests.
There was a rumor of a human moving into the woods, but there is no sign of a permanent home. Simon is in charge of a scouting party that is gathering information. He thinks it was a hunter or traveler, but we should all be on guard in case this visitor returns.
Oh, I must be going; it seems the boys have tied up Bobby to a tree and forgotten about him. Here goes Mother to the rescue.