It was so beautiful today.Finally a warm spring Friday. I was up early, washing my hair and choosing my outfit for the day with great care. We faery folk are always careful how we appear in public,but in winter that means a much duller set of weeds.In spring the Rainbow Faery finds her brighter palette to show to the world. Today it was blue,ranging from Royal blue to navy to denim blue. I had to go early to make a visit to Brigantia, the next village.I have to cross the Big Water to get there, but it is a journey I enjoy. I had a friend to visit, to sort out the details of some work I am doing next week,and then back across the Big Water to pay a visit to the SuperMerchant in Dingley Dell.The journey there and back only took 55minutes, and soon I found myself having a cup of dandelion tea ,before undertaking the battle for provisions. Pendragon and I are vegetarians, so most of my requirements were vegetables,fruit,nuts and seeds. Pendragon is cooking this Sunday,some form of Italian cuisine, as we are dining out on Saturday, to celebrate my special Birthing Day.What to wear ? Pendragon insists it will be a very smart restaurant, so I hope there is at least 1 item in my oak wardrobe which still looks good on me. We are meeting at noon on Saturday in Dingley Dell village centre.We will have lunch in the Buttercup Bistro,overlooking the sea,then take our customary walk along the promenade,holding hands and planning the rest of our lives. Pendragon is a most romantic fellow, and I know he has several surprises in store for my special day. If I have time before we have our special meal, I have primroses to plant, and track down the whereabouts of our gnomes, Mandolini,Pianolo,Basso Profundo and Verde.I saw Verde this afternoon,lying full length in front of the Sun Room window, reading his one and only book.He loves Reading, and this book never seems to end, but I certainly hope his main garden chores were also completed, or Mandolini will surely have had something to say. We have finally sighted the new dweller of No.4. She is a tiny elfen lady,in her middle years. We have not yet had the opportunity to exchange hellos, but I have seen her coming and going several times,wrapped up in her pussy willow coat. She wears face glasses, and seems to be a busy,bustling type. The little sad toadstool at no.4 is even starting to show a glimpse of a smile, as she has cleaned and polished since she arrived. The front door is sparkling, and she has left its windows open to bring in some fresh spring air. I am not sure how long she will be staying, but she is a big improvement on Gumble's brooding ways.Piccallilli Peasegood called at 4pm, to ask after my health, when she would see me ,and to ask how the wedding preparations are going.I explained that I am still trying to source the cobweb and gossamer dress that I want, in the colours that I want. She was full of good advice,and suggested we meet up next week for a wedding pow-wow, and maybe also go material and pattern hunting. She is still unhappy at work ,and I sensed she didn't want to spend too much time talking about it. She is wonderful with small sprites, and is very knowledgeable in working with the more recalcitrant pixie element, but has no love of the Head Elf she is working for. She said cheery-bye with a smile in her voice ,so I think our chatty conversation helped. Pendragon is working in the Metropolis tonight, so I am catching up with some toadstool cleaning.Even the most luminous of faery celebrities has to muck out the toilet and scrub the kitchen sink. It is going to rain tonight,so I will just have to cuddle up alone in our four poster ,hand-carved oak bed, dreaming birthday thoughts,wondering what differences another year will make to the stuff of my life. By May next year I will be Mrs. Willow, and a happier faery could not be found anywhere in Dingley Dell.
Till tomorrow ,my dear friends,much candle snuffing and cake consuming, from Amarantha, the Rainbow Faery.