Why are the bees flying around my feet? Why are the trees hiding in the ground waving their roots at the clouds? The answer was because he was hanging upside down with his jacket flapping about below his head in the light wind. A passing bird flew into his jacket pocket and settled there.
He pinched his arm. “Nope I am not dreaming , that hurt.”
Breeze knew of only one person who could do this to him…. he scowled, “Lovisma.”
He removed the bird from his pocket, loosened his feet in the branch and landed head first on the soft grass beneath him. Back the right way up Breeze discovered he was walking in circles. His head felt strange so he sat on the ground and waited for everything to stop spinning. He discovered the only upside down thing in the whole forest was him and the tree he had fallen asleep in.
Feeling better he set off to find Lovisma. He glanced at the sky and saw the sun sitting high above him. Having decided it was lunch time he guessed she would be trying to persuade Elegant her sister to make her a snazzy, tasty lunch.
When Breeze arrived at their house he heard Elegant say, “What have you done now Lovisma? Breeze looks angry.”
Lovisma giggled, “he always looks mad. I didn’t do anything.”
Breeze peered in at the window and demanded to know if she had flipped him.
“I didn’t but I wish I thought of it you must have looked funny.” She smiled at him and licked strawberry jam off her fingertips.
Elegant asked him, “Would you care for a strawberry jam tart?”
Breeze ate six then told them he would not move unti l he discovered the truth. Elegant decided to bake more tarts. He sat down to wait. Something soft went ‘plonk’ on his head. It was a scrunched up bit of paper. He opened it and saw an arrow pointing to his left towards the river. He got up and wandered close to the bank. At the edge he saw another arrow pointing down at the water. He peered into the water. “Strange,” He muttered and walked back to his favorite tree. Much later he woke to discover the world had flipped upside down again.
Elegant arrived before him. “What time of the year is it?” She asked.
“Spring.” He said. Then he smiled. “I always sleep well in Spring time.”
“Exactly.” She left him to unravel the mystery.
Breeze started to think. They all grumbled as the large ogre trampled through their gardens and bumped into everything.
What are you doing? Hamish, his best friend asked.
“Solving a puzzle.”
“Can I help?” Hamish asked. They sat outside his house drinking tea and eating Chamomile sandwiches.
Breeze woke when Hamish roared at him. “Look what you did to my garden.”
Breeze frowned. The scarecrow was shivering as he was not wearing his clothes. The flowers were shaped like the letter n with their heads near the ground.
“I didn’t do this.” Breeze said.
“You did. Your loud snoring blew the clothes off my scarecrow, and scared the flowers.”
Breeze smiled “Thank you Hamish you solved the puzzle.” He headed home singing “I was upside down but not inside out” while poor Hamish had to find some new clothes for his scarecrow and persuade the flowers to raise their heads.