Flight of the Fairies

Do you believe in Fairies?
At the moment they’re everywhere, twisting and turning in the breeze, thousands of them.
I always called them fairies, and would handle them gently as if they were made of the finest glass. As kids, we used to ‘tell the time’ with these clusters of Nature’s diamonds, however many puffs it took to clear them from the stalk was the ‘o’clock.’
Now the wind is doing that and blowing them from and in all directions. They are sweeping in under the net curtain at the door and settling on the carpet, the dog’s dinner and in her water bowl. Some seem to be gliding in on petal chariots from the multitude of flowers in gardens flanking the pavements .
I have hoovered twice, and continually picking them up by the dozen every time I go into the kitchen. Some are trapped in cobwebs, others resting on lawns and hedges.
Now older I understand their purpose, awaiting their moment to impregnate the soil with their seed where they’re not wanted. Hubby is going nuts having spent hours digging them out of our front and back lawns this year.
Regardless though, they will always be fairies to me, and nothing could emphasise my belief more than the 2009 movie Avatar.
You know the bit I mean.

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! In November 2020, we lost our beloved 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. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. 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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8 Responses to Flight of the Fairies

  1. Carol anne says:

    I love them! And I do believe! Magical! 😊

  2. murisopsis says:

    Fairies sounds much nicer that Satan’s snow… The cottonwood trees give off wads of this fluff and poor Sparky is so allergic that he is miserable for a couple weeks. Especially when it is so thick that it looks like it has snowed!

    • I’ve never heard it referred to as that. It looks like fine cobwebs on the grass at the moment. Hubby has just cut the grass and hoovered them all up! (until tomorrow probably, sigh)

  3. fransiweinstein says:

    They’re pretty but what a nuisance!

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