The trail to the mountains had become rocky, and the rain had begun falling. The rocks were slippery, and Baby Bear fell a few times in his effort to climb over the rocks. Baby Bear looked up at the sky, with its grayness and with the large clouds that threatened to unleash a rainy fury. […]
The bears had arrived at a meadow, surrounded by hedges that were neatly trimmed by… someone? In the center of the meadow, there was a large maze. Baby Bear and some of the other cubs ran through it gleefully. The adult bears looked at it and laughed. They asked each other if they were lost,
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It’s day fifteen of the Ultimate Blogging Challenge and of Inktober. The prompt for today is guidebook. After leaving the Land of Hornets and Yellow Jackets, Baby Bear and his parents decided to write a guide book of their adventures. They started with a visit to the forest of the capuchin monkeys. “The capuchin monkeys
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(mostly from the journals of Bearnacle Bear, written several years after the event) I was walking deeper and deeper in the cave, and it was getting very dark. My eyes needed to adjust to the change in lighting. Fortunately, that was not a problem for me. Bears are known for their excellent night vision, and
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Inktober, day thirteen. The prompt was horizon. The bears sit together as a group. Baby Bear has been gone for hours, visiting the Queen of the Hornets. The bears sit and they wonder and they don’t speak. The sun rises high in the sky, and the bears still sit and wait. Before long, the sun
From the journals of Bearnacle Bear, written a few (or more!) years after the actual events. When we entered the land of the hornets and yellow jackets, we were afraid. We had heard the frightening stories of dive bombing insects that attacked without warning. We sat together as a group to protect one another. We
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It’s day 11 of Inktober, and the day’s prompt is “snack.” The weather was warm again, and the trail was mostly dry when the bears began walking. Baby Bear danced and jumped for joy as the walk started. “I want to see more butterflies!” Baby Bear said, gleefully. “Maybe you will, maybe you won’t,” his
Day ten of Inktober. Today’s prompt is nomadic. After a challenging night of stormy weather and no sleep, Baby Bear rolled awake and rubbed his eyes. He wondered if the events of the previous night had actually been real or if it had all been a bad dream. He looked in the direction of the
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Day nine of Inktober. The prompt is sun. After a long day of walking through the rain, jumping at the sound of the sharp thunder and diving to the ground at the sight of bolts of lightning, Baby Bear was tired. It was time for dinner, and the pumpkins looked delicious. But Baby Bear couldn’t
Baby Bear and his parents and the other bears are on their journey, their pilgrimage to the mountains. At first, Baby Bear was excited to be given his name, to have an identity that matched his dreams and to find his future. As the hike continued, Baby Bear began to understand that it was each
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