About this episode Immerse your child in the soothing tale of Nimbus, the tiny cloud, as it embarks on a gentle nighttime adventure across the sky. Narrated in a warm, cozy voice reminiscent of a caring grandparent, this story fosters a sense of wonder, comfort, and imagination. Perfect for bedtime, it helps children relax and dream of magical skies, inspiring curiosity and a peaceful transition to sleep.
0:00 A single cloud can weigh over a million pounds.0:05 But this little cloud was brand new, and light as a feather.0:12 Almost as light as our friend Leo the Leaf, when he finally let go and danced on the moonlit wind.0:23 His name was Nimbus, and he was just a tiny puff in the big, dark, velvet sky.0:32 He drifted along on a gentle sigh of a breeze, a soft piece of cotton candy floating through the stars.0:44 He was on an adventure to watch the world sleep.0:50 First, he floated over a little town.0:54 The houses were like sleepy cats, all curled up and quiet.1:01 Tiny lights glowed in some of the windows, like fallen stars tucked into bed for the night.1:11 He drifted past a baker’s shop.1:15 Even though it was closed, he imagined the warm, sweet smell of bread that must fill the air in the morning.1:28 He saw a little red bicycle left in a yard, its wheels still, dreaming of another day of races down the lane.1:40 The breeze then carried him out over the great, dark sea.1:47 He saw the moon make a shimmering path of silver light across the water.1:55 The waves whispered to the shore… a steady, calming shhhhh, shhhhh.2:03 He saw the dark shape of a whale rise for a breath, sending up a misty spray that looked like a tiny cloud, just like him.2:17 Nimbus felt a happy little jiggle.2:21 He wasn't the only one awake out here.2:26 Then, the wind guided him back over land, to a deep, quiet forest.2:33 The treetops looked like they were brushed with silver paint by the moon.2:42 He heard the soft call of an owl… a gentle, sleepy whooo-whooo.2:49 It wasn't a scary sound at all.2:53 It was the forest whispering its own lullaby.2:58 Down below, he heard the faint trickle of a tiny stream, making its way over smooth stones.3:08 He saw a family of deer, nestled together in a clearing, their noses twitching in their dreams.3:19 He wondered what they were dreaming of.3:24 Maybe they were dreaming of sweet green grass, or leaping over that very same sparkling stream.3:35 As he drifted, Nimbus began to feel… different.3:40 A little heavier.3:42 He had gathered so much starlight on his fluffy edges.3:49 He had collected the quiet wishes from the sleeping town, and the salty spray from the whale's breath.4:00 The night air was growing cooler, and he felt himself growing fuller, softer.4:09 He wasn't just a little puff of cotton anymore.4:15 He was becoming a promise.4:18 A promise of a cool morning drink for a thirsty flower.4:24 He wasn't sad to change.4:27 He felt… ready.4:29 Ready to be closer to the quiet world he had been watching all night.4:37 So, very gently, he began to let go.4:41 One tiny, shimmering drop at a time.4:45 It felt like a happy sigh.4:48 Then another drop.4:50 And another.4:52 He was turning into the softest, quietest mist you can imagine.4:59 Each drop was a tiny piece of his cloudy self, carrying a little bit of moonlight and a memory of the sea down to the earth.5:13 He wasn't floating ABOVE the world anymore.5:18 He was becoming part of it.5:22 He settled into the soft green moss at the bottom of a great oak tree.5:30 He landed on the silky petals of a sleeping daisy in a garden.5:37 He kissed the nose of a garden gnome, leaving a single, perfect droplet.5:45 And as the first hint of morning light touched the sky, Nimbus was still there.5:54 He wasn't a cloud in the sky anymore.5:59 He was a thousand tiny jewels of dew, sparkling on every leaf and blade of grass.6:08 He was still watching over the world, just in a new, closer way, waiting to greet the sun.
