Long ago and far away is a forest just on the other side of yesterday.  There, the sunbeams dance magically, for every day is a holiday in the forest of the Flurries.  In this place, the tiny homes of the Flurries are nestled within the branches of enchanted trees. The trees are filled with the music of tiny flutes and fluttering harp strings as the merry, merry Flurries
immerse themselves in the spirit of the day. 

     The Flurries are so tiny and joyful, that if it were not for their very big feet and long legs, they would float away with the clouds, every time there was a good wind.  However,
they are determined little ones carrying laughter and merriment into the lives of those who visit the forest and are fast enough to catch them.