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We are happy that you have come. Arial and her friends have been waiting to show you their world. It's a world of magic where things are not always what they seem. Please, come in a stay awhile, there are a lot of things to see here and they are ever changing. So do come back often, we will be waiting through the ivy hedge.

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060 If you want your children to be brilliant, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be geniuses, read them more fairy tales. ~Albert Einstein~
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“If you stand like that any longer, your going to freeze that way!” Bill was standing in the doorway watching me as I satisfied my curiosity about the ivy hedge. I jerked up at the sound of his voice and jumped back like I was about to be bitten by a snake. “How long have you been standing there?” My mind was racing, it had been nighttime, I was the guest of honor in the middle of a faerie circle with faeries dancing and singing all around me.

“Did you see that!?” I didn’t really think he did, but I thought I would ask anyway, just in case. “See what?” he was looking at me a little funny now. Looking back over my shoulder I point at the ivy. “The…all the…but they were just, there.” I pointed at the ivy again and scratched my head. The memory of the faerie celebration was already starting to fade. Realizing that everything that had happened on the other side of the ivy, the whole day, had only been a few minutes here, I decided not to say anything else, Bill would think I had really lost it.

Looking down, I saw that I had dropped the green package of gnome building materials on the ground at my feet, oh good, a way to change the subject, “guess what? It looks like we will be having house guests.” Now it was  Bill’s turn to scratch his head, I could tell that he was having a very hard time keeping up with the conversation.

“I’m sorry, didn’t you just ask me…I mean, is there something over…” He pointed toward the ivy just as two streaks of color plowed through the hedge. It was Arial and Sunny. They buzzed around my head in an almost anxious manner, pinching and poking and starring at me as if I weren’t real.

Bill smiled, “they’re back!” Completely forgetting the strange conversation we were having, he turned and went back in the house. I guess things were back to normal, well as normal as they ever are now days. Still a little light headed, I had to slow the girls down. “Stop, stop stop! What? Will you please stop spinning around me!?”

The two of them took up a spot on each side of my head and began to braid my hair (they love to braid my hair) Something flashed through my memory, something about a flat rock and music, and as weird as it sounds, a unicorn, but then the disjointed memory dissolved and was gone. Whoa, what a weird feeling that was. As if they could see in side my mind, they began to flit about in a worried way. “Oh, for heavens sakes, I’m okay, so stop already!”

A mist was beginning to form around the base of the trees and I was getting cold, so I started back toward the patio with the supplies for the gnome home under my arm. I was about to open the door when I felt a tug at my pant leg, and a small voice said, “excuse me”….

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

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For those who would rather listen, you can find all of the audio post in one convenient place, just look under the tab "Faeries in word and song". These are arranged from earliest to most recent so that you will be caught up on all the adventures. Turn up your sound!

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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."

Arial wants me to point out that you can also listen to each post by playing the audio at the end of each posting.

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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
Islands
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
Thresholds

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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.