The air was sweet and floral- it was the Garden, after all. Flowers bloomed in every direction, their colors spilling like paint across the lush greenery. Bitties wandered happily among the blossoms, some carrying freshly picked flowers like tiny treasures.
Then, one bitty had an idea. Why not turn today into a flower crown festival? So they gathered a team!
The plan quickly took root. They gathered the prettiest flowers they could find, weaving them into delicate circlets with nimble hands. Soon, there was a colorful pile of crowns- some small enough for a single blossom to adorn a bitty’s head, others grand and full for even the biggest bara bitties to wear proudly.
With their creations complete, the group trotted over to the café tables where visitors sat chatting. One by one, they offered their handiwork with shy smiles and happy chirps, filling the afternoon with petals, laughter, and the faint hum of bees in the warm garden air.
A few of the grumpier bitties looked on with mild amusement, watching the joyful chaos unfold. But as the delicate crowns were gently offered and carefully placed atop their heads, even the most stoic couldn’t help but soften. Some let out surprised chuckles, others simply gave a small, reluctant smile- though none could deny the brightening effect of a crown of fresh blossoms.
The flower crown festival had woven its magic, turning a normal day in the Garden into something a little more special.
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Jeff: "Ha! I remember that day! I was helping Oak out with some stuff in the nursery when some bitties came in and had flower crowns for us!"
Oak: he chuckles "too bad we arent supposed to have flowers in the nursery, the pollen can bother the little bitty babies"
Bluebird: "It was still soooo cute!! I pressed the flowers from mine in my scrapbook!" he grins
