Ferald and Birzy

On a quiet and clear day, you can hear the song of a whippoorwill echoing throughout Woodzley, from one end to the other. This particular morning brings a singing whippoorwill, who seems to have a song at the ready to ring in the new day. From all around, Ferald can hear little wings flapping, and he can hear the rhythm of chirping noises getting louder--he looks up but the sun blocks his view. Ferald doesn't need to see who it is, he has already heard this song before, and he knows who it is--so he stops dead in his tracks. A moment after, Birzy comes swooping down, KA-PLUNK!  Right on top of Ferald's head. Still chirping his song, Birzy looks down at Ferald, Ferald looks up at Birzy, they give each other a nod and together they continue on their way.    

Ferald Dancing Amongst The Autumn Leaves

The music builds slowly from one note to the next. It makes Ferald want to dance and march across Woodzley. Yet, you and I cannot hear it, it is music not meant for our ears...only Ferald's!

Ferald has a great appreciation for Autumn, it's his favorite season of the year. There is something about  the  changing of the leaves that brings about a change in him. What better way to express himself than to dance in the thick of it. He celebrates the coming of Fall, by dancing until his heart is content. There's music echoing all around, perhaps he is the only one who can hear it--but it's there. The colorful falling leaves gives Ferald his rhythm. Some are baffled, yet, intrigued by his grace. And just as suddenly as the music began, it ends, with Ferald eating the colorful crunchy falling leaves--one by one.