“Nice. It's that time again. It's time to party on the mountain of elves tonight,” suggests Mirabel, the squirrel, enthusiastically waving its thick brown bushy tail.

As an alternative to Easter, the elves celebrate the Spring Festival. No Easter Happiness but Spring Happiness, so for them. Logical, right? The Spring Fairy is in the country. It is she who, with her magic wand, made everything wake up, grow and flourish. We really look forward to her beautiful appearance every year.

“We love her too,” says frog Opsaké in between the croaking of the other frogs. The dancing elves are magically beautiful, quack croak. It is heart-warming to see them at work. They are like fragile, graceful ballerinas with beautiful swirling stars around them. When I see them flying through the branches of the trees, I am completely happy”

“Their baked blossom leaf cakes with honey are also not to be missed,” says a green locust as he hops from twig to twig on a bush.

He had not noticed that right above him, a couple of spring nest builders were working diligently at a crossroads in a Sycamore tree.

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