While walking through the forest this morning I happened upon a wee gnome. He was whistling a happy tune as he tapped in time with his cobblers hammer. I imagined that he was doing a repair in exchange for a freshly baked pie or some new striped socks knit by the tiny hands of one of his gnome friends. He hadn't noticed me there and I didn't interrupt his work to ask but simply walked toward home whistling a happy tune to the tap, tap, tap . . .
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Years ago, I found this little fellow while digging in the dirt. For the life of me, I cannot remember where. I wanted to post a simple, happy photo today so I posed him in a flower pot filled with a moss and weed 'forest.' The silly little story just sort of happened. It made me smile . . . I hope you like it too :)