Wudpecker

One day there was an unusually heavy storm and down from the tree blew the nest. So the Sparrow had now no home.


Stories for Telling: The Woodpecker Who was Selfish

Our life is made by the death of others.


A mushroom is in its way the blossom of a kind of vegetable, but its structure has nothing in common with that of ordinary flowers. 

The Capricorn shall teach us that the problem is more obscure than the abbé led me to believe.

An eighteenth-century philosopher, Condillac, describes an imaginary statue, organised like a man, but with none of a man’s senses.

The quantity of wood that passes into its stomach makes up for the dearth of nourishing elements.

The undulations of the ether and even its existence are hypothetical, yet every one now admits the undulatory theory of light.

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