http://fairiefabels.com faeries through the ivy hedge Sun, 13 Feb 2011 00:50:07 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.5 faeries through the ivy hedge The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no faeries through the ivy hedge http://fairiefabels.com/wp-content/plugins/powerpress/rss_default.jpg http://fairiefabels.com/category/uncategorized/ http://fairiefabels.com/2011/02/the-ember-audios/ http://fairiefabels.com/2011/02/the-ember-audios/#comments Sun, 13 Feb 2011 00:50:07 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2324 http://fairiefabels.com/2011/02/the-ember-audios/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/06/i-dont-remember-lightening/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/06/i-dont-remember-lightening/#comments Wed, 02 Jun 2010 03:32:21 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2233 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/06/i-dont-remember-lightening/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/03/happy-st-paddys-day/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/03/happy-st-paddys-day/#comments Thu, 18 Mar 2010 00:45:38 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2180 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/03/happy-st-paddys-day/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/dragon-awards/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/dragon-awards/#comments Thu, 18 Feb 2010 19:26:05 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2082 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/dragon-awards/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/bills-eyes-are-opened-the-hard-way/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/bills-eyes-are-opened-the-hard-way/#comments Mon, 01 Feb 2010 22:12:56 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=2025 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/02/bills-eyes-are-opened-the-hard-way/feed/ 0 Attack,Beam,Breach,Caterwauling,centaurs,Crazy,Din,Dogs,Fairies,Funny Farm,Gnomes,Heart Attack Bill, lacking fairy blood, was blissfully unaware of the other realms existing just through our ivy hedge, until the day he sensed a calamity, saw a strange icky green laser-like light killing the ivy leaves wherever it touched. Bill, lacking fairy blood, was blissfully unaware of the other realms existing just through our ivy hedge, until the day he sensed a calamity, saw a strange icky green laser-like light killing the ivy leaves wherever it touched. Something in his head screamed danger and he scrambled to collect the dogs and get out. The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2010/01/mortals-who-would-be-faeries/ http://fairiefabels.com/2010/01/mortals-who-would-be-faeries/#comments Mon, 18 Jan 2010 00:49:07 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1967 http://fairiefabels.com/2010/01/mortals-who-would-be-faeries/feed/ 1 Adventures,Armies of Darkness,Autumn Queen,cloak and dagger,crown,dress,Dryads,fae,faerie blood,fall harvest,garden,gift of the faeries Dressed in their finest,  Arial and the emerald guard escorted the Kind One to the winter queen's palace. The grand hall was transformed for the faeries high holiday of Yule. It is the only time the queens of the four seasons, Orlaith, Alina, Dressed in their finest,  Arial and the emerald guard escorted the Kind One to the winter queen's palace. The grand hall was transformed for the faeries high holiday of Yule. It is the only time the queens of the four seasons, Orlaith, Alina, Litha and... The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/its-great-to-be-home/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/its-great-to-be-home/#comments Sat, 21 Nov 2009 18:27:55 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1779 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/its-great-to-be-home/feed/ 0 Arial,chihuahuas,fire faeries,groceries,Hawthorne trees,Roast,yellow leaves Unlike the faeries of Winter and Summer, the more subtle faeries of Spring and Fall choose a quiet, unassuming nature when it comes to the changing of the seasons. Bulbs are coaxed silently from the ground in the spring. New buds form on branch and bow. Unlike the faeries of Winter and Summer, the more subtle faeries of Spring and Fall choose a quiet, unassuming nature when it comes to the changing of the seasons. Bulbs are coaxed silently from the ground in the spring. New buds form on branch and bow... The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no 7:15 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/ghost-winds-blowin/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/ghost-winds-blowin/#comments Wed, 18 Nov 2009 19:20:38 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1838 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/ghost-winds-blowin/feed/ 0 ancestors,castles,Ireland,monk,Stonehenge,twilight,UK,vacation With thoughts of the mysterious monk I encountered on the path to Willowmeer swirling through my mind I hurried around the curve in the path and was instantly transported back in time, just ahead of me stood the shops and cottages of  Willowmeer, With thoughts of the mysterious monk I encountered on the path to Willowmeer swirling through my mind I hurried around the curve in the path and was instantly transported back in time, just ahead of me stood the shops and cottages of  Willowmeer, looking exactly like the photo's in the brochure. ****** It was just a few months ago that I had decided to take a vacation to the UK. I wanted to see the grand old castles and visit Stonehenge, making the side trip into Ireland was a decision that I made when I got here. I reasoned, I'm so close why not visit the country of my ancestors. I picked up a few brochures in the lobby of my hotel and instantly fell in love with the photo of a small town that was only a day trip away. I decided that I would  leave in the morning. The drive through the beautiful rolling green hills of Ireland was serene and I almost missed the small weathered sign stating "Willowmeer-1km" pointing down the path on the right side. I pulled off the road into a small dirt parking area and got out of the car. The sun was still fairly high in the sky and I thought that it would only take and hour or so to visit the town, so I started off down the path. A kilometer turned out to be farther than I had planned on. ****** I pulled myself back from my reminiscing and focused on the  winding street in front of me. Holding the lantern out I made my way into the center of the town. Willowmeer was a quaint village  consisting of  stuccoed shops with paned windows and thatched roofs, some place right out of the seventeenth century. The street was cobblestone and was bordered on both sides with tall iron street lamps that were now glowing with a soft yellow light. A few women were closing up their shops for the evening and started walking together in twos and threes up the sidewalk, making their way to hearth and home. A couple of stout little women in long skirts and aprons smiled and waved to me, then drifted off into the twilight, talking softly between themselves. I stopped in front of a wooden door with a plaque above it proudly proclaiming it to be... "The Lucky Horseshoe Inn and Tavern, D. O'Brien-proprietor". A large tree stump sat off to the side with a pile of firewood stacked beside it. There were two axes leaning next to the stump and another with its blade buried in the middle of the large, nicked surface. It was way to dark to go back now, I would have to see if I could get a room here for the night. I placed the lantern on the stump and pushed hard on the door. To my surprise, it swung in easily, with me stumbling in behind it. A tall, rugged looking man with a red beard and shaggy hair was standing behind the bar, wiping glasses and setting them on a high wooden shelf behind him. He gave a short laugh when I made my embarrassing entrance and said, "Well lass, come on in then and set a spell, looks like you could use it." I smiled sheepishly at him then straightened up and nonchalantly smoothed my hair back. He waved his towel at the door. "Don't be forgettin' the door now, it's lettin' the cold in." Cringing a little I said, "Oh, I'm sorry!" I started to close the heavy door and remembered the lantern. Pulling the door open again, I stepped out to retrieve it. I had set the lantern down on the tree stump, I know I did, but now it was nowhere to be found. Where it had been was a circle of fine gray ash. I was staring at the stump when a chilling wind swirled around me and blew the ash out into the darkness. At that same moment, a hand landed heavily on my shoulder. I jumped and turned around as the bar keeper, towel thrown over his shoulder,  stepped out into the night. He looked up and down the street, now empty of all life, and said in a low voice, "ghost wind's blowin' tonight, better come in now." He took one more look around and lead me inside, closing the big door with a solid bang. Shutting out the spirits that roam the night. © Tami Ruesch, The Misty World of Arial Hollyberry no 5:10 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/to-faeriecon-and-back/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/to-faeriecon-and-back/#comments Fri, 06 Nov 2009 07:18:22 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1826 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/11/to-faeriecon-and-back/feed/ 0 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/10/have-a-taste-of-goblin-fruit/ http://fairiefabels.com/2009/10/have-a-taste-of-goblin-fruit/#comments Sun, 01 Nov 2009 00:11:07 +0000 admin http://fairiefabels.com/?p=1819 http://fairiefabels.com/2009/10/have-a-taste-of-goblin-fruit/feed/ 0