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It started to rain this morning. The snow that had been piling up is slowly disappearing because of the January thaw and I thought that this rain would finish the job. I looked out my window at the ivy hedge trying to see any sign of my faerie friends and when there wasn’t a single faerie in sight I found that I was  little disappointed, I guess that they have a hard time flying with their wings all wet. I looked again at the opening in the ivy, I really want to see what is on the other side, maybe I could just move over to the opening very slowly and quietly and take a peek. After all, I told myself, I am part of their faerie clan now, having been formally invited by their Queen herself!

I grabbed my coat and started for the door, a little rain wasn’t  going to keep me from finally satisfying my curiosity… I stepped out into… snow. It wasn’t just lightly snowing either, it was coming down hard. When did that happen!? It had just been raining two minutes ago. The ivy was buried in heavy wet snow and I couldn’t see the opening anymore. I waded out into the garden and walked up and down the length of the hedge, nothing, I couldn’t see a thing, now I would have to wait until the snow melted.

I trudged back toward the house and up the steps. I wonder if the fairies somehow knew that I was coming out to take a peek into their world? Why couldn’t they make it snow? They made fog. I was feeling very sorry for myself when I reached the door and pulled it open. The moment there was a foot of space, two streaks of color shot past my right ear so close I could hear the beating of little wings. They must have been trying to break the sound barrier!

There was no way I could move fast enough to stop them. I looked around, now where could they have gone? They were in my house! Why did they want to come in? And which fairies were they? Ok, think, I told myself, which fairies out of the five that I was the most familiar with would dare to come into the house? I stood there for a minute and tried to get a mental picture of them, no good, they were to fast. I turned my head and listened, there was  faint, high pitched giggling coming from upstairs.

I reached the answer to my question about which fairies would come into the house, and the top of the stairs at the same time. Bella and Pip.There they were, buzzing around my dwarf orange tree, grabbing at the small fruit that had just barely turned the brightest shade of orange. No, no, no! Oh, don’t do that! I said out loud,wondering if they would pay any attention to me. It did have a reaction though, Bella came to a screeching mid-air halt causing Pip to smash into her from behind and they both fell into the pot, causing the  soil to poof up around them.

They both had the funniest look on their faces! They sat there, covered in dirt, each with an orange in their hands. I couldn’t help but laugh, it was funny. They didn’t think  they would get caught. (I don’t know if they had given any thought to how they were going to get out again). After a minute Bella stood up and started brushing the dirt off her dress, Pip followed her lead and started shaking the dirt off her skirts too. I smiled, they were trying so hard to be indignant! They flipped the tips of their wings at exactly the same time and  flew to the top of the orange tree, coming to rest on a large leaf almost at eye level with me. The branch hardly bowed with their weight (these really are the tinniest of creatures).

Bella stood with her hands on her hips,wings quivering, with a defiant tilt to her chin. Pip, pouting, still not happy with the little bit of dirt clinging to her skirt, stood looking down, pretending to be absorbed in the cleaning of a spot on the hem. I stood, trying to look stern (that’s hard to do when you’re laughing on the inside) I folded my arms and tapped my foot. “just where do you think you were going with my oranges?” Pip looked up at me then with the biggest grin on her face, gave a little hop, flipped her wings and rose into the air twirling as she gained altitude (show off). She stopped by my right ear and started humming, then she came around to face me  stood on my nose and stared into my eye, I went cross-eyed trying to see her.

Bella could see what Pip was trying to do, so not to be out done, rose into the air on my other side, landed on my shoulder and started to braid the tips of my hair, humming in harmony with Pip. (can you imagine a stranger walking in on that scene?) I gave up trying to act mad and started to laughed,”Ok, ok, I forgive you.” It doesn’t take much to get fairies up and dancing! They flitted and swooped and giggled all around me coming in every once in a while to give me a peck on the cheek (Fairies certainly do have a short attention span).

“Do you still want the oranges?” That did it, they went into an aerial display that would make the Blue Angels jealous. They landed in the pot where they had dropped the oranges, clapped their hands three times and the oranges started to glow. The orbs floated up as if by magic and hovered by the two fairies, then fairies and oranges moved toward the stairs. I ran to the back door and held it open. When the pair were in the garden with their treasure, they disappeared in a shower of orange sparkles.

My life has definitely changed. People wouldn’t belive me even if I tried to explain it!

© Tami Ruesch, The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry, 2009.

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"Kind One?"
"Yes Arial..."
"You forgot something."
"I don't think so Arial, what are you talking about?"
"look at the bottom of the posts!"
"I still don't...wait a minute...oh of course! Thanks for bringing that to my attention, what ever would I do without you."

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Fun Fairie Facts

You Know a Fairie is Present When...

You hear a whispering of leaves.
You see a whirlwind.
You feel a tingling sensation in your hair.
You have an unexplained loss of time.
You laugh uncontrollably, or feel exceptionally silly.
You see blades of grass bending when there
is no one around.

The Most Likely Place for Fairie Portals Are...

Lake shores
Glades in the forest
Where two roads intersect
Fences and border hedges (this is Arial's favorite)
Stairwells, hallways and landings
Tidal pools
Bends in a road


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I would like to give special thanks to Gail Schimmelpfennig for allowing me to put her wonderful poem "Seeking the Muse" on my site. You can read her poem in the fairy poetry section under "Fairies in Word and Song". Gail is Utah State Poetry Society's 2009 Poet of the Year, and I'm proud to say, a dear friend. You can find her on FaceBook where there is a group for the Utah poets.