Another World

I have had such a glorious time with the planning and preparation of the Squirrel party, the enthusiasm from friends and family alike has been wonderful. We were all so excited as the party date got closer and with guests arriving from far and wide we were sure to have a great time.
Fruit had been preserved, baking aplenty done and the house seemed full of nuts and squirrel treats.
Hearts and souls were given to the occasion and each one of us looked forward to be able to, for a few short moments in time, forget the adult world and return to the land of talking animals and laughing children. The land of just being, the land where nothing ever goes wrong, the land where true fairy tales are made.
It was wonderful to see everyone relaxing enough to be able to laugh heartily at any witty joke or childhood memory of what was once very funny. Time and motion became as nothing as all were wrapped up in the pleasure of the now moment.
To me it was a wonderful party and I was glad of all those present on seen and unseen levels. Glad there were animals present, grateful for the twittering of birds, for the noise of the frogs calling and the gentle flapping of insect wings as they flew over our heads to view the treats stacked on the table.
Mostly, I was grateful to my as yet unknown squirrel friends for allowing me to hold a party in their honour, it was the squirrels that made the evening memorable as somehow their unseen spirits seemed to creep into ours and for a few short and precious moments we too were squirrels.