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.