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Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Where does Fairy Dust come from?

Fairy dust, pixie dust, Tinkerbell’s flying dust... We’ve known about that sparkling magic stuff almost since the crib. Few grown-ups understand: Sir James Barrie seems to be the first to have recorded the phenomenon, Elsie Wright and Frances Griffiths saw the fairies as children (but, of course, denied it as adults).

sumac tree shadows

But did you ever think about where fairy dust comes from? It’s quite a hard-to-find resource. It can only be mined on the coldest of days in winter, and is protected by the evil forest of Su-mac.

sumac tree shadows

It must be devined by a red-dog, she who wields the mystic rod and chases dust-bunnies to their lairs.

shadows on snow

Beyond the reaches of the shadows of the forest, where windows open in the rarest of winter suns, where no creature has even softly trod, lie the precious crystals.

shadows on snow

Shhh! The fairy miners must not be disturbed or they won’t be able to gather enough to last until next year.


RNSANE said...

That is a marvelous tale. You are wonderfully creative when the cold gets to your gray matter. Maggie is so funny with her big sticks!

Russ aka Grampy said...

Great Story. I love the way Maggie searches them out.

rainfield61 said...

I like the fairy tale of the last picture.

sisko said...

What a great story and Maggie looks proud.

vanilla said...

I've always wondered. Thank you!

Secondary Roads said...

Oh the wonder and the magic of fairy dust. I love it! Fortunate the soul who had eyes to see.

Duxbury Ramblers said...

Love Maggie with the divining rod.

sir rob said...

OT: Yaiks..!! We were out in the mall today and it just came in my mind that it's almost end of the month and the contest is the first thing that came. hehehe

Ain't that OC..!!!

miadventure said...

I love the sparkly snow too!

Ann said...

Lucky for you to have a red dog who wields a mystic rod :)
Love the fairy dust and this was very clever

John Sealander said...

Love the picture of Maggie. Makes me think of that old Teddy Roosevelt adage "Speak softly, but carry a big stick."

Sharkbytes said...

Carmen- you are funny, and right on- my most recent newspaper column was called "Ramblings of a Cold Brain"

Russ- Maggie has a good nose for a story!

Rainfield- that's where it all began.

Stew- Maggie knows how important she is!

vanilla- I'm the answer lady, yes-sir-ee, you can believe it or not, but I've got answers.

Chuck- Sometimes that right brain kicks in!

Carol- That was a stick she wasn't supposed to have. It's a stick I had by the house- saved for some potentially special purpose, but she grabbed it and carried around for our entire walk. She knew that a magic stick was required today.

sir rob- you'll know all tomorrow!

John- some days it's amazing, but it's hard to get a good picture in the sunlight. Thanks for your comment!

Ann- the animals know...

John- Maggie likes those sticks nice and big! When she was a young dog she would sometimes insist on dragging entire branches around. Thanks for your comment!

Duxbury Ramblers said...

Now that has intrigue me what would you want a special stick for? we do collect certain sticks for making walking sticks but they have to be special, now we are waiting to see what you do with that stick.

Lin said...

Thank goodness for those sparkles, otherwise all that snow and white would drive us mad! It's like how sleeping babies just magically look like angels. It's what keeps us sane in those trying moments.

Sharkbytes said...

Carol- it's so cool- I would like to make a walking stick from it. But it has a crack, and would need some Gorilla Glue and luck

Lin- sparkles do make the day, occasionally.

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