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).
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.
It must be devined by a red-dog, she who wields the mystic rod and chases dust-bunnies to their lairs.
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.
Shhh! The fairy miners must not be disturbed or they won’t be able to gather enough to last until next year.
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!
ReplyDeleteGreat Story. I love the way Maggie searches them out.
ReplyDeleteI like the fairy tale of the last picture.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great story and Maggie looks proud.
ReplyDeleteI've always wondered. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteOh the wonder and the magic of fairy dust. I love it! Fortunate the soul who had eyes to see.
ReplyDeleteLove Maggie with the divining rod.
ReplyDeleteOT: 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
ReplyDeleteAin't that OC..!!!
I love the sparkly snow too!
ReplyDeleteLucky for you to have a red dog who wields a mystic rod :)
ReplyDeleteLove the fairy dust and this was very clever
Love the picture of Maggie. Makes me think of that old Teddy Roosevelt adage "Speak softly, but carry a big stick."
ReplyDeleteCarmen- you are funny, and right on- my most recent newspaper column was called "Ramblings of a Cold Brain"
ReplyDeleteRuss- 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!
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.
ReplyDeleteThank 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.
ReplyDeleteCarol- 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
ReplyDeleteLin- sparkles do make the day, occasionally.