as you are weeding and you see the bugs start to run for cover, you start to feel a little sorry for them and think about their homes, you are disturbing.....
look close, lets see if we can see a home.....
I can just imagine what is going on.....can't you? Mother's calling to the children, to come eat, fathers off in the world working...children playing..running in the warm sun...
I hate to move anything.....and then you repeat that long ago verse....
In a cool and shady place,
Don't look up into the skies;
Instead look down
And squint your eyes.
Squint them both so very tight
and if you wish
With all your might
You'll find the land of
And in this land live buggs,
and Sarah Whinnery for remembering the words after 20 years
The books are the bugg books and this is a link to an online interactive bugg village....very fun!
FYI: I did stop weeding that area and left all the homes intact....
Cheers to Happy !!