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[title] => Winter.
[time] => 2005-08-19 06:17:04
[hometext] => This is my last entry to YPDC. I thank all of those that have commented on my poems and stories. I cannot keep up with the rule of three comments for each poem, story submitted.My future stories and poems are on my home pages. Bernard2
[bodytext] => The winter months were on us and it was a cold miserable time. There were no Fairies in the woods. No Fairy rings, mushrooms, or toadstools the trees were bare of their leaves and nowhere were there blackberries. Butterflies there are no butterflies in winter why even the flowers are either dry flowers left over from winter or perhaps a few weeds. The fresh young grass is now hay just enough to tempt the animals to eat until spring came around once more.
Where are the Fairies I hear you asking they do not suffer from the cold or from the heat, so where are they all. One may still see a Leprechaun wandering along the road looking for work but all the little folk are under the Himalayan Mountains in their winter quarters. Once I went to see the winter quarters of the Fairies it is a huge cave or rather series of caves underneath the Himalayas between Tibet and India. Here it is warm and the Fairies have made the caves their homes for thousands of years. All the butterflies in North America and Europe go with the fairies to the caves where it is not only warm but trees and flowers grow here in plenty.
In the woods after a snowfall, one can see the tracks of the wild animals in the snow. Each animal has its own set of tracks and the knowing person may easily follow them through the woods. I was following a set of deer tracks through the wood I was curious as to where she would or did make her bed for the night. I came across a place where the dry fern and grass had been trodden into a rough mould this is where the deer sleeps.
For the knowing person the floor of the woods is like reading in a book one may find the answers too many questions about the animals and birds that live here. It was on one such cold day that I found a silver wristband it was just big enough for a Fairies wrist. There was an engraving etched deep into the metal of the armband. I recognized the engraving it was two words of the old Fairy Language. I took it back to my home and with some juice from lemon I cleaned the wristband with a matchstick dipped into the lemon juice I cleaned the writing on the wristband.
Perhaps you can imagine my surprise when quicker than a flash of lightening I came to the Winter Quarters. I had unknowingly tracing the old words invoked the spell for transporting people to the Fairies. The Fairy Queen Feeana herself greeted me and made me welcome. The wristband I gave to her for safekeeping and spent a long time greeting all my old friends and watching the millions of coloured butterflies that were all over the caves.
I t was very tempting when Her Majesty gave me an invitation to stay here with the Fairies until the spring came around again. I had so much to do at home and although I was very much in temptation, I wound up by asking Her Majesty to send me home. By the time I got home, I found that the month of March was on my calendar I did not realize that I had been away for so long. The first flowers are now showing in my garden and I was very happy that meant that the Fairies would soon be back in the woods that I know as Fairyland.
One day as the sun was shining; I heard the familiar sounds of Fairy music coming from the woods. Going into the woods, a young fairy gave me a big smile and showing me her arm, I saw the wristband she had lost it some years previously. Smiling back at her, I found myself asking her why she had not made use of her magic wand to get the lost wristband back. Shyly she smiled and told me that she had lost her wand as well and then she had forgotten the wristband.
I am so pleased that the Fairies are back again, in the woods it is lonely without them coming into my home and my listening to all of their stories. Now I am happy to say that my friends are all her with all of their adventures until the next winter comes along and they all go back into their winter Quarters taking all the butterflies with them.
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Winter.
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bernard2
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Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 06:17:04 AM in AEST
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The winter months were on us and it was a cold miserable time. There were no Fairies in the woods. No Fairy rings, mushrooms, or toadstools the trees were bare of their leaves and nowhere were there blackberries. Butterflies there are no butterflies in winter why even the flowers are either dry flowers left over from winter or perhaps a few weeds. The fresh young grass is now hay just enough to tempt the animals to eat until spring came around once more.
Where are the Fairies I hear you asking they do not suffer from the cold or from the heat, so where are they all. One may still see a Leprechaun wandering along the road looking for work but all the little folk are under the Himalayan Mountains in their winter quarters. Once I went to see the winter quarters of the Fairies it is a huge cave or rather series of caves underneath the Himalayas between Tibet and India. Here it is warm and the Fairies have made the caves their homes for thousands of years. All the butterflies in North America and Europe go with the fairies to the caves where it is not only warm but trees and flowers grow here in plenty.
In the woods after a snowfall, one can see the tracks of the wild animals in the snow. Each animal has its own set of tracks and the knowing person may easily follow them through the woods. I was following a set of deer tracks through the wood I was curious as to where she would or did make her bed for the night. I came across a place where the dry fern and grass had been trodden into a rough mould this is where the deer sleeps.
For the knowing person the floor of the woods is like reading in a book one may find the answers too many questions about the animals and birds that live here. It was on one such cold day that I found a silver wristband it was just big enough for a Fairies wrist. There was an engraving etched deep into the metal of the armband. I recognized the engraving it was two words of the old Fairy Language. I took it back to my home and with some juice from lemon I cleaned the wristband with a matchstick dipped into the lemon juice I cleaned the writing on the wristband.
Perhaps you can imagine my surprise when quicker than a flash of lightening I came to the Winter Quarters. I had unknowingly tracing the old words invoked the spell for transporting people to the Fairies. The Fairy Queen Feeana herself greeted me and made me welcome. The wristband I gave to her for safekeeping and spent a long time greeting all my old friends and watching the millions of coloured butterflies that were all over the caves.
I t was very tempting when Her Majesty gave me an invitation to stay here with the Fairies until the spring came around again. I had so much to do at home and although I was very much in temptation, I wound up by asking Her Majesty to send me home. By the time I got home, I found that the month of March was on my calendar I did not realize that I had been away for so long. The first flowers are now showing in my garden and I was very happy that meant that the Fairies would soon be back in the woods that I know as Fairyland.
One day as the sun was shining; I heard the familiar sounds of Fairy music coming from the woods. Going into the woods, a young fairy gave me a big smile and showing me her arm, I saw the wristband she had lost it some years previously. Smiling back at her, I found myself asking her why she had not made use of her magic wand to get the lost wristband back. Shyly she smiled and told me that she had lost her wand as well and then she had forgotten the wristband.
I am so pleased that the Fairies are back again, in the woods it is lonely without them coming into my home and my listening to all of their stories. Now I am happy to say that my friends are all her with all of their adventures until the next winter comes along and they all go back into their winter Quarters taking all the butterflies with them.
Copyright ©
bernard2
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Re: Winter.
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by emystar on
Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 08:04:20 AM AEST
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Another great masterpeice from the fairy master.
U gonna make me cry 'cause I've to expect your writes on a daily basis.
U sure will be missed much more than u know.
huggs,
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Re: Winter.
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by pixie on
Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 08:22:56 AM AEST
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wonderful poem/story Bernard, I will miss your writes so much as ever single one of them filled my heart with joy when I read them,
*hugs*
Pix xx
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Re: Winter.
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by Elizabeth_Dandy on
Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 08:27:44 AM AEST
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Dear me, - that is a shock to me. You are leaving? I was just looking forward for your next story and than realized that you might leave YPDC.
I fail to understand this about 3 comments per poem was not aware of any rules.
This is again a delightful story. We would of course say the fairies withdraw in the Untersberg :))
So again, it is with sadness that I read the introductory note about your leaving.
Perhaps you change your mind:) How is that?:)
Herzlichste Gruesse and Glueckwuensche Euch beiden, Dir und Martha.
und Gottes Schutz und Segen.
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Re: Winter.
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by colinbaker62 on
Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 11:18:46 AM AEST
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This is charming Bernard and it is with saddness that I read your announcement. I do hope you reconsider. I would like to wish you well for all you choose to do in the future regardless.
Good luck my friend
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Re: Winter.
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by Nazmythian on
Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 02:22:36 PM AEST
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Bernard, kind sir, the absence of your presence will weigh heavily on the hearts, minds, and souls of many present here. I have saved to my favorite places, your web page and shall visit the fairies and you there frequently, with my daughters in tow. I wish you health and happiness, and send those wishes your way on the keels of Washington State Ferries. Larger, distant cousins of those that so frequently visit you. Many blessing to you kind sir, for your wonderful stories and fantastic poetry.
Nazmythian ~
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Re: Winter.
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by MorningDove on
Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 03:37:53 PM AEST
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| You will be so very missed. I will keep up with you on your site. Love to you and Martha both and big teary kisses. I simply do not understand why some special arrangement could be made on you behalf and that of otheres that are handicapped. Seems a very harsh decision to me. Phoenix and Griffyn and I will just watch your site. Thank you so much, both of you for being part of our family. We will always think of you as such. With a heavy heart, I think some people around here need to take into consideration others needs and feelings besides their own. Rita |
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by shelby on
Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 08:01:53 PM AEST
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Oh I wish that you werent leaving these stories and you here always bring a smile to my face
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by WAE on
Saturday, 20th August 2005 @ 03:08:04 PM AEST
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| I love that. I will read every pice you have posted. Alees gute und viel Erfolg! |
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Re: Winter.
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by Archie on
Monday, 22nd August 2005 @ 09:21:52 PM AEST
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| I will miss your stories. I will try to get to your site so I can read more. The 3 poem per poem is tough for me too. That is why I post my poems in my journal then copy them here after I have read atleast 10 poems. |
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Re: Winter.
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by brew on
Thursday, 25th August 2005 @ 03:07:11 PM AEST
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I am so sorry. I do and will miss every last post. Those are the ones, which put a gleeming smile on my face every time I read. I do hope all is ok, and please both of you take care.! This is not fair, for some........but I do not make the rules.! Heck , I would comment for you, so those beautiful writes, could keep on. ! Please take care.........know y'all are in my thoughts, and prayers always.!
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Re: Winter.
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by thumper on
Tuesday, 20th September 2005 @ 07:47:44 AM AEST
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I will miss your stories and poems. No I won't 'cause I'm going to your other site to keep up with them. My computer has been down and I've missed alot, apparently. I'm sorry you feel you have to leave. My thoughts are with you. Peace and good health to you and your wife. I enjoyed your story but read it with heavy heart. YOU WILL BE MISSED!
(((((Bernard)))))
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