This story is my entry for the In Just Spring Contest – let me know what you think. The challenge: write a children’s story, in poetry or prose, maximum 350 words. The only other requirement is that the last line must be “[Character Name] knew Spring was really here!” or “[Character Name] knew Spring was here at last!”
Just before winter’s frost could nip his rabbit nose, Mr. Poppenfuss planted bulbs in his garden.
Winter lasted a long time, even for rabbits.
On long winter nights he pictured the globe-shaped bulbs nestled in the soil.
On short winter days he imagined green leaves poking through patches of late snow.
But the days did grow longer. Newborn bunnies cried in their dens. Chickadees whistled. Nuthatches honked tiny tin horns. Woodpeckers hammered against hollow branches. Spring would soon be here.
Catkins, covered in fine, grayish fur, flowered on pussy willow branches.
One after another, Mr. Poppenfuss’ daffodils rose from their short stems.
Every new day he examined every golden bloom.
One evening, he grazed on tender greens in a nearby meadow. When he returned, he found many of his beloved daffadown dillies had been plucked!
“Oh, dear!” he cried.
In the morning he called on his neighbors.
“Mrs. Pockets, have you by chance…”
“Happy Spring!” winked Mrs. Pockets. “Do come in. Look at the lovely daffodils my Billy brought me.”
“Why, yes, they are quite lovely,” he noted.
Billy peeked out from behind his mother, with a rather long face.
“Billy, would you come to visit me? I’d like to show you something.”
“Of course he’ll come,” answered Mrs. Pockets. “Run along, Billy. Now.”
All the way to Mr.Poppenfuss’ house they were quiet.
Finally, Billy piped up, but before he could speak, Mr. Poppenfuss stopped him.
“My boy, I am very happy to share my golden treasure, but I would like to be asked first.”
“Pirate treasure? Is that what you wanted to show me?” asked Billy with a melon-sized grin.
“My daffadown dillies are my spring treasure. When they bloom I am rich as a king.”
“I’m awfully sorry. I didn’t mean to steal your treasure. I wanted to surprise Mother.”
“Shall we take her on a walk, then? We could look for more spring treasures, like new yellow willow leaves, soft red maple buds, robins hopping about. Maybe even a rainbow?”
Billy’s smile shone like the sun. Mr. Poppenfuss knew Spring was really here.
Wonderful! 😀
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Cute spring story with a nice message for one over-anxious rabbit.
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Thanks Patricia – I still need to get over to Susanna’s and read the others. Are you participating?
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Yes, mine is written and will publish tomorrow. I’ve only read a few stories from WP authors.
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Written beautifully. I loved it Julie! I didn’t mention that I once did a “Billy” on my neighbor’s tulips. It didn’t end as happy as your story does though.
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Me too! Write from what we know – then add on the way it should have went!
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That should be someone’s logo. :0)
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🙂
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Mr. Poppenfuss is more generous than Mr. McGregor.
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All angry rabbits need a night’s sleep to chill!
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I love the rabbit’s name…LOL! Daffodils are my spring treasures too. 🙂
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It’s fun to find them in the stories I’ve read so far, like talking that spring walk together!
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How fun! You have a such a lovely style of writing that is soothing to read.
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Thanks Heather. My friends here would tell you that this particular story is a 180 from the way I speak!
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Your language is lovely. And the name Poppenfuss? Perfect!
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He’s been lurking for a story since I started drawing him in November! Thanks Laura.
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What a great story, Julie! I can really connect with this one. I had a home daycare many many years ago. One brisk day in early March we were outside playing in the yard and one of the 2 year olds lovingly presented me a crocus…roots and dirt clods hanging. My older son (who was about 14 at the time) was furious because it was the ONLY flower that had bloomed so far. But I was touched, because the child had wanted me to have this pretty token of his affection. 🙂
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Now YOUR story is tickling MY heart!
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This is fantastic, Julie! A wonderful story with a great message, and written so beautifully with all those signs of spring. I love your descriptions of the birds and flowers, and how Mr. Poppenfuss (who I’ve been waiting to see in a story :)) calls them daffadown dillies, and the whole concept of golden daffodils being a spring treasure! Delightful! 🙂
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Thanks Susanna. I knew he was a wise sort of fellow. According to wikipedia, ‘daffadown dilly’ dates back to at least the 16th century. An OLD wise soul!
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Please, please, please I want an illustration too!
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Ha, ha – in the works! Thanks, Joanna!
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I second Joanna’s call for an illustration, and I think, “Winter lasted a long time, even for rabbits.” is my favorite line. Love it.
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I liked it a lot too!
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Julie, the imagery in your story sparkles like dew on Mr. Poppenfuss’ daffadown dillies in the morning sun. Please, may we have an illustration? :0)
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Thanks Donna – I’m liking your description a lot!
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Aw, so sweet. Daffodils are hard to resist! What kid wouldn’t want to surprise their mom with a bouquet? Love your story.
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Thanks, Jill – I did the same myself! Poor neighbor!
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Lovely! (My mum used to call them daffa-down-dillies, so that was another delight in a delightful story.)
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It’s such a lovely name, so glad you knew it. Did your mom have a favorite flower? I love so many, but this name and flower won me over: anemone!
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Oh Julie I am so glad you entered this contest. You write beautifully. Such visual descriptions. There are so many lines that stand out in this. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you for setting a smile in motion, that is sure to last for days. Did I forget to tell you I found a vhs copy of The Corn Is Green? I might get a chance to watch it this weekend! More smiles!
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Oh you’ll love that movie, Julie! And thank YOU for the smiles.
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I love Mr. Poppenfuss! This could inspire twenty Spring haikus.
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Do give us one!
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Hi Julie! I wish my bunnies were as sweet as Mr. Poppenfuss. Love the ending that looks out to all the other spring delights. 🙂
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Do you have house-bunnies, or hutch-bunnies? Do post a picture!
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Your story is a golden treasure. I love the name Mr. Poppenfuss….love it! Nice job, Julie!
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Thanks Penny. This has been a fun way to ‘get’ in to spring. Now to let my garden know I still care…off to prune!
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You thought of so many more signs of Spring then I…what a precious story, Julie!
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Thanks, Jarm.
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That’s a hoppin’ good tale Ms Julie! I can just picture that bunny and his treasure!
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Thanks, Rhythm!
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I like the line “Winter lasted a long time, even for rabbits.” Nice story. Good luck!
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Thank you for stopping in to read and for your kind comment, Beth!
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Flowers as treasures! Oh, Julie, You are a kindred, I’m sure of it! Loved this ❤
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One day I’ll make it to PEI and we’ll look for ‘treasures’ together on a nice walk!
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Sweet story Julie. Love all the wonderful descriptions and Mr Poppenfuss – how did you come up with that one?
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My friend was telling me a story about a former teacher…named Mr. Poppenfuss!
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