Algy was so exhausted by his recent adventures that – when the sparklers had all gone out – he immediately fell asleep, right there at the foot of a tall tree, on the bed of spruce needles and moss which formed a deep, soft carpet across the forest floor. And when the sun peeped through the tangled branches above him the next day, it found him still sleeping soundly, late into the morning.

Algy dedicates this post to all his friends who love the forest, and especially to his Swedish forest-loving friends lottaringqvist and funnyful, whose forests are not unlike his own, and at least one of whom enjoys sleeping late, just like Algy 🙂