Tale Weaver #248 – At the Bottom of the Garden – 7th November

Michael’s prompt today:
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/19271780/posts/2476043306
We haven’t had a fairy tale prompt for a while so today is the day.
What stories and or images does the title “At the bottom of the garden” conjure up for you?
Go where the prompt leads you and have fun.

Sadly I’m having a problem loading Michael’s image into my post though have tried several variants, so have had to copy it directly from his post to mine.

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It was her watch, and she deftly walked the length and breadth of the garden.
In her mind, she ticked off the creepers, water carriers and spinners of the night, wagging her finger at the beetles, flying insects and bugs trying to vie for her attention.
She was loved by many, always ready with a smile, and even if she had to admonish a wrong doer, it was with kindness and warmth.
The grass revived in her wake, providing a gentle spring to her step, uplifting her gentle form into the gathering moonlight, making her almost transparent as she glowed from within.
Tomorrow was an important day as her kind would pay homage to the Rainbow and all its magical secrets.
Everything had to be as perfect as possible, but not such that it was impossible to be. Even the Rainbow understood minor imperfections, sometimes toying with an incomplete or double entity depending on his whim to keep his subjects on their toes.
She waved a graceful hand over the tender shoots and timid buds of the next flower phase. They would burst forth when their Lord graced his spectrum upon them.
There was much to be seen and enjoyed at the bottom of any garden. It was just a matter of knowing when, and where, to look.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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7 Responses to Tale Weaver #248 – At the Bottom of the Garden – 7th November

  1. Michael says:

    I like this one Di, beautifully written.

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