A group of narwhals is called a blessing. Like, for real; look it up. Friends sometimes feel like this to me: special unicorns that celebrate you just as you are.

Down by the river, into the forest, one crisp night she met a curious creature.

Childhood nostalgia: my grandparents' countryside house and the neighbors' chicken. Colourful, happy, free-range (of course) chicken, and their baby chicks, so soft and cute and fragile.

Mamma bear and cub, all cozy and cuddling, while snowflakes float gently and everything is quiet. In the wintertime bears enter something called "torpor", not hibernation. "The main difference between hibernation and torpor is during torpor, the animal is able to wake up quickly to avoid danger, or if the opportunity exists exit the den to feed. Waking expends energy and involves violent shaking and muscle contractions, much like shivering. The energy lost is offset by how much energy is saved in the torpid state. Females bears awaken from torpor to give birth."

Once upon a time there was a brave little girl and she could fight the dragon on her own, and even have fun while doing so!

Starry cloud of tiny wishes. "They say that dreams are only real as long as they last. Couldn't you say the same thing about life?" (Waking life, 2001)

Sometimes a little friend can help get you out of big trouble! Even a teeny tiny hedgehog.

Very-scary rarely-seen red-tailed giant bunnies. Here we can observe a mamma and her baby playing hide'n'seek in their natural habitat.