aw jeezus mister, i amos fugot ma's bird day. we betta make sum lil pitchers fa huh, rite? oh and i fugot yer apple too.

 yeah mister, thas a gud idea, we'll send her a snow dog angel.

 and a snowy kiss of winterspring, the present ma gave herself by leaving this wintry land.

 i see this stick rune again and it's almos an A and mister comes and makes it one. for Anita.

we cross snowy spider bridge, we see another ruby crown kinglet, i can't show you, and look for our troll and he apparently is wandering again. on the way back i cross the A for Anita and mister gnaws it. for maw, as we affectionately say.