Saturday, July 26, 2014

Who's that jumping on the bed...

...why Calla and Linnie that's who!

There's never a dull moment in In-Betwix these days!  Calla couldn't wait to show off her bedroom to Linnie and it wasn't long before the boots and shoes were off so the jumping could begin.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

The Drum

With so many visitors at Grand's the younger children can get overwhelmed. Serenity needed a bit of peace and quiet so she and Miss Pepper decided to sneak off to their hideout in the wall. It's far away from the action and usually very quiet. They'd just settled down for a knitting lesson when a series of loud bangs made them jump!

Since Serenity's hands were a little occupied holding the yarn that Miss Pepper was patiently winding in to a ball, they decided to ignore the interruption and settled back in to a rhythm. Swish, wind, swish, wind....

...bang, bang, bangety, bangety, bop, bop, bang!  This time the noise was too much. Serenity dropped the yarn and ran off down the hall to see what was causing all the racket.

Oh no! One of those visitors gave Whiffy a drum!
"Make him stop please Grand! He's hurting my head!"

It's a good thing Whiffy is still young enough for an afternoon nap.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Summer Guests and the Giant Thistle Incident

Aelbridge isn't the only place dealing with the influx of summer visitors. Butterlea, it seems, is the place for the fairy and pixie crowd to hang out during those hot, hazy days of summer. The local bed and breakfast is hosting Weasley and Flit for a couple of months. Of course Crumb is still camping out in Beittoven's back yard.

Yesterday was the annual woodland picnic and all five pixies spent the day roaming the forest and fields around Butterlea looking for mushrooms, fiddle-heads and other delicacies to put up for the long winter.

Flit, unfamiliar with the local flora, managed to tangle with a giant thistle. She spent several horrified minutes suspended by her sweet blond curls before Murphy and Crumb were able to rescue her. Sadly the only way to release her from the thistle was to cut all of her hair off.

This morning Crumb loaned her a hat and the puppies were happy to give her some moral support!

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Linnie meets Dair

It is summer time in In-Betwix and for those living in Aelbridge that means tourists and summer residents. It also means that Alasdair Creighton, Second in Command of the Wilders, comes to the city to make his annual report to the Council of Elders.

Poor Dair didn't realize when he asked Grand if he could bunk at her Estate that she would be hosting a whole big group of those summer residents. Much to his dismay, Linnie, a feisty shadow sprite, decided she wanted to shadow his every move. She followed him to Council Quarters and then decided it would be great fun to wreak a little sprite havoc!
Linnie led Dair on a merry chase and somehow managed to zoom in on the one office Dair wanted to avoid. Willow Nerys Llewellyn had enough reason to dislike Dair. He's not just a Wilder but heir to the Leadership and Willow leads the faction on Council that want to sever the longstanding agreement that has the Wilders guarding and patrolling the perimeters of the Shield in the wilds. Willow would prefer that In-Betwix's Elite Guard take over that role despite the fact that they have no affinity for the wilds.

Now Dair is going to need to explain how he let a shadow sprite evade him and get in to Willow's office which is under renovation and certainly no place for a wee thing like Linnie to be playing.

"Linnie!" Dair exclaims, "Get down from there! It's not safe in here and you are invading Miss Llewellyn's privacy."
Willow can barely contain her laughter. The sight of tall, broad shouldered Alisdair Creighton trying to grasp for a wiggling Linnie as she tries to shinny up the chair to to the top of the fireplace is just too funny. The fact that Dair is giving the time to a shadow sprite at all is almost beyond her comprehension. Dair is always so serious and business like despite the wild coloured hair, bright green flashing eyes and the rough Wilder clothes. Today he almost looked like he was having fun!
"I wonder," she thinks to herself, "which is the real Dair?"