|Patiently waiting for helleborus buds to open|
Garden fairies here.
We are garden fairies and we take umbrage! We are beside ourselves after taking a look through this book that Carol is getting ready to publish.
Please sit down and hold tight as we tell you…
There is just one mention of garden fairies in the entire book.
We are garden fairies so we will just take a moment and let that sink in. We did a search of the entire book and found just one place where she even mentions garden fairies, and it is only a mention, not a focal point.
I am sure others will agree that taking umbrage is called for at this time. We took such umbrage that we had to call a meeting of all the garden fairies to discuss it. We are garden fairies. We hate meetings. But in times like these…
At the meeting, everyone spoke, clamored, shouted, and talked at the same time. Our minute taker, Sweetpea MorningGlory, finally gave up on trying to write anything down except when the wise Granny ‘Gus’ McGarden finally spoke up. Granny runs The Vegetable Garden Cathedral and is wiser than the owls we hear across the way, so when she speaks, we listen.
What Granny said was that perhaps the reason Carol only mentioned fairies once in her book is because she is planning another book that will only be about garden fairies.
That thought hadn’t occurred to any of the rest of us, but it made sense when Granny said it. Of course. There has to be a book just about us garden fairies. It would be best-seller. It would be one-of-a-kind. It would reveal all of our secrets…
Wait. We are garden fairies and perhaps we do not want all of our secrets revealed! Perhaps we only want to reveal secrets about Carol, like the fact that here it is four days after the New Year has started and she hasn’t taken down her Christmas tree.
Apparently when one works at home as a writer whenever one wants, one doesn’t need to rush to take down the tree before going back to work after the holidays.
The tree fairies are of course delighted. Why wouldn’t they be? “Keep turning on those pretty lights,” they say. “We’ll hang here till spring if that’s what Carol decides,” they declare.
We are garden fairies and so we would be re-miss if we didn’t say in Carol’s defense that she did take down the outdoor decorations so the neighbors don’t know she has slacked off indoors. But they don’t know that the outdoor lights are in a heap in the garage, waiting to be wound up nicely on spools. Nope. We will not tell those secrets, we are garden fairies.
We will just bide our time, waiting for Carol to write a book that is just about us. After all, we are garden fairies, time is on our side.
Violet GreenPea Maydreams, Chief Scribe of the Garden Fairies at May Dreams Gardens