Another beautiful Friday,although the weather here is rather blustery and cold in the garden of the fifth toadstool from the left.The bluest of blue skies over Dingley Dell is enhancing a mood that Springtime is on its way. We faeries do love Springtime,with its promise of re-birth and renewal. Everything in the garden is on the verge of blossoming,just waiting for the right moment to unfold upon an unsuspecting world. I have spent the morning hoovering the rooms in our toadstool home.Hoovering always gives me a chance to plan the day's undertakings and the rest of my life. No small activity then. I am still recovering from our delightful night out in the Metropolis. My spaghettis Fantasia was a terrific gastronomic experience as always,and Pendragon was in good form.We met at twilight outside the restaurant,with a kiss and a smile.The evening promised well. However, the performance by The Scottish Contemporary Dance faeries was somewhat disappointing. The glass fronted theatre was packed to see them and we had good seats.Pendragon always acquires good seats as we are rather vertically challenged,and hate dodging about behind other pixie heads to see the action.The first piece was interesting and very well performed.with eye catching costumes and some fine moves. But sadly, that was it as far as expertise went.The two further pieces were dull,and rather chaotic,and smacked of self indulgent choreography.I treated Pendragon to an hour long critique as we journeyed home to his Intown Apartment. My mood was soothed with a cup of rosehip tea and some sweet music on our return.We went to bed,cuddling and giggling into the night.
In the morning Pendragon treated me to a healthy breakfast,and a shopping spree. Much window shopping later we emerged having bought a brand new light fitting for our living room in the Toadstool. A beautiful contemporary piece which will glow and dim to our command.Our present green and red glowworm is not in tune with our beige and white modern fittings.Pendragon has offered to give it a good home in his Metropolis apartment.So humane,Pendragon will always find an answer to suit everyone.
He often phones me during the day to see how my day is going. Just hearing his soft, transatlantic pixie tones gives a lift to the day. He leads a life dedicated to making me happy,and hopefully I do the same for him. We have met in the middle of our lives rather than in the first fairy flush, so do not want to waste time not enjoying the relationship. He is fun, hardworking, intelligent, and rather special.
He has taken time to know and understand me. He is the first Faery Man with whom I have ever felt I can be myself.We faery folk can be very fickle with our relationships, so it is important indeed when someone so different comes along. We love our weekends together, as we still have much to do improving our toadstool. This weekend will see us perusing the plants in our garden,spreading magic dust on the soil,and casting a few of our favourite spells to help them grow.We are building a new beechwood desk for the Toadstool study - Pendragon is a whizz with hammer and nails - and fresh gossamer curtains will be hung at the kitchen window. Happy days in our little faery home. Still no sign of Gumble the gnome,despite his lawn reaching new heights behind the fence.Pendragon is just itching to go in there with his newly honed scythe.On the other side the Primpoles have taken to sitting stiffly and silently on the bench in their front garden,with coats,hats and scarves on.It is not the most picturesque spot in the world,so I think it is just an easy way to avoid walking their two "wildebeests". More of them tomorrow. Their story must be told. A good weekend to you all,my friends, and Happy Easter egg hunting. From the Rainbow Faery.