
Jemima Puddle-Duck wants to hatch her own eggs. The farmer's wife will not let her, so she sets off to find a quiet place of her own. She meets a charming gentleman with sandy whiskers who offers her a comfortable shed and his very best wishes for her family. Jemima does not yet know what foxes look like.
Beatrix wrote it in 1908, walking the lanes of her own farm. Jemima was a real duck. So was Kep the collie. So were Mrs. Cannon at the back door and her children Ralph and Betsy in the yard — all three appear in the pictures. The book is the closest portrait of Hill Top Farm in any of her work.
"Jemima Puddle-Duck is her poem about the farm itself," wrote her biographer Margaret Lane. "Anyone who is curious to reconstruct its exact appearance in those days can do so from the pictures." It still looks the same today. When Beatrix died, her ashes were scattered close to Jemima's wood.
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