The Redwallers were going about their usual duties. Friar Halber was baking a large batch of apple tarts for lunch. "Get the cream!" "No, that's too much, take some… there, that's right!" "Stir that up quickly, now!" The Dibbuns were frolicking about outside as a group of molemums snatched one at a time away, unexpectedly, to get bathed. The Abbot was in his study, fulfilling his secondary job as recorder.
Extract from Recordings of Redwall Abbey
What a delightful autumn day! It's nice and cool out, and the sun is shining bright. Those Dibbuns are playing about in the pond again; I can't seem to figure out how they withstand the cold of it on their little footpaws in the fall! Everything appears to be going on normally in our Abbey, and we have received a message from one of the Long Patrol's fastest runners informing us that the Badger Lord, Laris, will be arriving shortly! How exciting! The little flowers that will become apples are wilting after an exceptionally beautiful bloom. In fact, we named last summer the Summer of the Apple Blossoms. Looks like we'll be having a great harvest this year. Oh, I can smell lunch! Time to go!
Abbot Trincus,
Recorder of Events in Redwall and Mossflower country.