A clock on a tree ?

I came upon a clock, twas such a mystery to me, so I sat down on the grassy ground when it was half past three..now as I watched in puzzlement, coz this timepiece upon the wood was ticking anticlockwise and I wondered why it would..

But then again, who did this belong to ? coz there was nobody around, just me and some wandering black-faced sheep making a bleating sound..Perhaps the pixies put it there as they ran around the tree, well whoever it was must have wanted time to go backwards so they earned my curiousity..So of course I watched this clock for absolutely ages until the day had almost turned to night and the hands reversed in stages..Then all of a sudden and from out of nowhere I heard a muffled sound, as this anxious upright animal looked at the clock which I had found..

“No time to stop and say hello I’m late, I’m late I’m late”, Oh my golly gosh I tried to talk to this little white Rabbit but he said he couldn’t wait..well at least I had some answers, though I was so shocked at what I’d seen..and I had a fair old idea where he was going to but not a clue where he had been..He was obviously on his way to that Mad Hatter’s tea party, a very important date.. and judging by the state of him, this white rabbit was going to be late...