Mr. Mole is new in town, and the critters of Juniper Hollow aren't sure what to make of his odd behavior. But one observant neighbor lends a helping hand, demonstrating that a little kindness can go a long way. This cozy story features adorable felted art and gentle situational humor. Mr. Mole is a very well-mannered fellow. He greets fence posts politely, he compliments watermelons and he generously gives children erasers to eat. The critters of Juniper Hollow are confused, but they befriend him anyway. After all, maybe this is just how things are done back in Moletown . . . and in Juniper Hollow, strangers are just friends waiting to happen! This hilarious story of compassion, friendship and wacky misunderstandings will tickle readers, and the fuzzy artwork will delight fans big and small.

Owl tries to track down his friend Mole who left home in search of friendship; and though owl fails to find him, Mole does turn up again with precisely what he needs.

This book is the first of a series of children's books that have been written with the help of my grandchildren, Lucille and Elijah Pierce. All this work has happened around my kitchen table or in the bed, telling stories we have made up in our heads (way past a normal bedtime), or at the lake, sitting on the deck while Lucille demonstrates the language of the fairies of Fa Da Morda (which is coming in the next book), or while listening to Elijah explain that cupcakes really do eat worms (but only if the witch does not eat the cupcake first), which is another story altogether! All the books we hope to share with you have either been written by me or the stories have been told to me by my grandchildren, in whom I hope to give the gift of imagination. All the artwork in this book has been done by my most beautiful niece, Sadie Ringer, who is a wonderful artist and the daughter of my brother, Robbie, for whom this book is dedicated.

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Assistant Principal Jacob Farley had disappeared, but as Mt. Mole’s least-liked citizen, no one in town seemed to be in any hurry to find him or his captor. So thirteen-year-old Andrew J. Forrest takes on the investigation himself, discovering along the way many buried secrets about his hometown, its population, and most explosively, about the town’s namesake hill, Mt. Mole itself.