A very sleepy tale about a lovely summer evening when Daisy and her grandfather picked blackberries in the garden. Greetings, my dear young friend! How marvelous to have you here once more. You must be all set for slumber, just a tad more time before you tuck yourself in, shut your peepers, snuggle under a snug blanket, and drift into dreamland. Yet, hold your horses! For some folks, drifting off to dreamland comes as easy as pie, but for others, it may require a smidgen of effort. Fear not, for there exists a treasure trove of magical words that weave their enchantment..
