The little community of Woodland is nestled way up in the North Woods of Minnesota, near the Canadian Border. About the only humans you'll see are Crazy Toivo the hermit, the forest ranger, and a couple of people in a canoe. Then there's Woodland . . .

This half hour television series tells the story of the zany, often irreverent, animal inhabitants of this "small-town America" community-- their misunderstandings, high adventure gone awry, and their wonderfully odd-ball interpretation of life.

Through the art of puppetry, Woodland's anthropomorphic creatures come to life. Animals take on the distinct characteristics of so-called humans, yet frequently revert back to their own primal, animalistic behaviors, often at the most inopportune times.

Thus you, the audience, oftentimes get a startling glimpse into your own psyche, frightful though that may be.

Slip through the underbrush into Woodland . . .

Great trees reach above shaded hollows and dappled glens. Tangled vines and clustered underbrush surround cool, dim, forest paths. Lazy creeks slip towards still ponds.

A breeze barely stirs leaves on branches; green flags slowly ripple.

Below, roots sink deep into musty earth. embracing the homes of forest folk, in trunks, embankments, and hollow logs.

Time doesn't stand still in Woodland. It just doesn't move along quite as fast as in some other places.

More than a place, Woodland is a part of all who live there, of what they are.

You might even catch a glimpse ofChuckie "Road-kill" Squirrel and his family, whose constant reoccuring encounters with death give Woodland pause to reflect on the "blunt immediacy of life's fragility." Chuck is also the "butt" of much Woodland humor.