I had a rough day today so I went in search of fairies. I needed time by myself as moms sometimes do, so I stole away to my own little fairy place.
I found the clearing where they have their gatherings.
Where trees become rocks and rocks become trees,
And as I walked further, I found the place where the fairies live...
In an old hollow stump, far away from everything.
Shhhh... a fairy!
And in a blink of the eye, she was gone.
Along my path I found one of their hidden places.
In the summer it will be covered in green, but winter laid it bare...
visible to the meandering fairy hunter.
So I simply stood and stared in wonder at the reaching vines that made this lovely fairy dwelling.
I could imagine young boy fairies swinging like Tarzan from vine to vine, then letting go and fluttering down to the leaf-carpeted earth on delicate, translucent fairy wings.
Look! A fairy apartment building!
And after my walk among the fairies, I went back into town for a little retail therapy where I found these...
But I didn't buy any, because I'm too cheap.
You see, today I took the dogs to the vet where I learned that my sweet Brandy Ann has cancer. If we had plenty of money, of course I would have the vet do what they can to lengthen her life. As it is, we don't have extra funds. Brandy has also suffered from terrible allergies her whole life and has had to stay on a steroid called Prednisone. Taken for short periods of time, this medication is a good thing for those who need it, but taking it for years and years... well, after this long it will have damaged Brandy's organs.
So for now, we'll keep chasing fairies, knowing that sooner or later, all fairies blink out. One never knows how long a fairy will stay, but the memory of seeing a real fairy... well... that lasts forever.
Artwork by C. Atkinson.