About this episode Join Pip, a curious little leaf, on a magical journey as he floats on the gentle autumn wind. This soothing bedtime story, narrated with the warmth of a loving grandparent, will transport your child to a world of wonder and quiet discovery, helping them drift off to sleep with dreams of rustling leaves and starry skies. It's a perfect tale to spark imagination and offer a sense of calm before bed.
0:00 The little calyx snapped softly.0:02 Pull your covers up to your chin first, sweetheart.0:07 Snuggle in deep, just like when Dewy the dew drop slipped down that shiny ivy vine yesterday morning.0:15 There we go.0:16 All warm.0:17 Pip let go of the stem.0:19 He was a tiny, striped sunflower seed, wearing a jacket like brown velvet.0:25 He wanted to see where the autumn air was heading.0:29 The mother plant leaned low, whispering goodbye with a rustle of dry, sleepy leaves.0:36 Pip held his breath.0:38 A slow current caught him under his coat.0:42 It lifted him up, easy as a feather from an old down pillow.0:47 Up, past the nodding marigolds.0:49 Up, past the porch where the wooden rocking chair sat still.0:54 The garden looked entirely different from up high.0:59 Pip saw a red wheelbarrow full of dry pine needles.1:03 He saw a sleepy beetle curling into a ball under a cracked clay pot.1:09 Everything below was tucking in for the evening.1:13 The air carried him gently, sweeping sideways across the quiet yard.1:19 Pip wanted to fly forever.1:21 The sky tasted like cold water and dried mint.1:25 But the wind began to thin, letting out a long, slow sigh.1:30 Down came the breeze, brushing through the top branches of an apple tree.1:36 Pip drifted through the branches, touching one red cheek of an apple on his way past.1:43 He was falling, but it didn't feel like falling at all.1:48 It felt like floating down through a feather bed.1:52 The trouble was, the stones below looked very hard.1:56 Pip watched the gray cobblestones of the garden path rush up to meet him.2:02 A little seed needs sweet earth, not cold rock.2:06 He twisted his coat, hoping for one more lift.2:10 Just then, a friendly gust slipped out from behind the tool shed.2:16 It caught Pip by his pointy tip and nudged him two feet to the left.2:22 Plink.2:22 Pip landed softly in a patch of black earth beside the old stone birdbath.2:28 The soil was damp and crumbly, smelling rich and warm like cocoa powder.2:34 It gave under his weight like a brand-new mattress.2:39 Two brown oak leaves drifted down right after him.2:43 They settled over Pip, crisscrossing like blankets pulled up high on a chilly evening.2:50 "Stay here," the damp ground hummed against his shell.2:55 "Rest a while," the oak leaves murmured.2:58 Pip wiggled just an inch deeper.3:01 The grit tucked in around his sides, holding him snug and secure.3:07 Up above, the first evening star blinked into the lavender sky, quiet and cold.3:13 But down here, under the leaves, everything was warm.3:18 Pip closed his eyes.3:19 He had thought flying was the greatest adventure a seed could ever have.3:26 But as he relaxed into the darkness, he felt a slow, sleepy pulse deep inside his shell.3:33 He wasn't finished moving at all.3:36 He wasn't just resting in the dark dirt.3:39 He was getting ready.3:41 Under his leaf blanket, Pip began to dream of yellow petals, bright and wide as the summer sun.3:49 He would wait here through the winter, drinking in the quiet, until it was time to stretch his green arms toward the clouds.4:00 Close your eyes now, darling.4:02 Just like Pip in his cozy earth bed.4:05 Goodnight, sweet dreams, and sleep tight.
