Rosebud’s Sash
What better way to start a day than to go looking for your little nymph friend? I called her name a couple of times before the tell-tale sound pointed me in the right direction.
“Giggle!”
Rosebud waved as I approached her perch on a tree. “Look! The fungi is here! Get it? Fun guy? Ha ha!”
“Hey Rosebud! It’s good to see you! Heh heh.”
“I was chasing squirrels! The young one yelling at you is really fast!”
“And really loud. It’s quite the set of lungs on him!”
“Ha ha! Yeah! And the softest of tails, too. It tickles! Are you ready to play?” she asked, but she didn’t wait for an answer before she was gone.
I found her glowing in the sun in one of her favorite places in the yard, the stone circle with petrified wood in it. “You’re looking really light on your toes today!” I commented as she danced about on the ancient log.
“Yeah! I feel really graceful today! Maybe it’ll be enough to get away from you?”
“I doubt that!”
I found her in a lilac bush. “I heard your mom doesn’t like these! I don’t get it,” she said, giving them a sniff.
I shrugged. “I don’t know. I find any flower looks prettier with you beside it!"
She giggled and darted off again.
“Admit it, you just think I’m pretty!” she giggled when I found her again slinking along the ground and peering between some tree trunks.
“I do! Just another piece of natural beauty, but you’re unique because you help me see other bits of beauty all around me.”
“All of nature is beautiful!” she agreed before slipping behind the tree trunk and vanishing.
“I’m really jealous of your ability to move around so easily. Do you think you could teach me?” I asked when I caught up to her in a tree.
“Silly hooman!” she giggled. “My magic is ancient, forged in the days when the sun was still young! Before even Mischief existed! I don’t think you can comprehend what it is that I control!”
I gave her a shrug. “You’re probably right, but I can control you. Isn’t that a feat?”
She peered at me from behind the flowers, waiting for me to continue.
“You know I’ll happily chase you around all day, but I know how to make you stop,” I pointed out with a smirk.
“Oh? And how is that?” she asked, her eyes wide with curiosity about what could possibly make her stop playing her favorite game.
“I have something special for you!”
“Is that so? Then you’d better find me in the Special Place!” she was gone with a giggle on the breeze.
I didn’t need help finding her this time. I knew exactly where to go. Across the yard was the place I caught up to her once before. “Wow! Your bush is really blooming!” I told her as I approached her somehow perched on the thorny branches of the wild roses.
“I gave it a little extra help! I know you like it and it’s special to us! Consider it my gift to you!” she replied.
“I hope mine can compare! Here.” I reached in my pocket and pulled out the sash. “My friend Shadowfun sent me some stuff and in it was some of this material…”
“Ha ha! He gave my sister Cedar some of this!” she laughed as she picked it up from my hand.
“Exactly! I gave it a little something special just for you. Let me help you try it on!”
She crawled into my hand and I helped her do up the clasp.
“A golden rose! It’s beautiful.” she said, cupping the flower in her hands. “Perhaps I’ll ask Cedar to grant Shadowfun a brief reprieve from the mosquitos for his part in this. But I can’t guarantee she’ll listen!” she giggled.
“Well, those poor insects do need to eat.”
“Exactly! And with me in one hand and your phoney thing in the other you can’t swat at them! It’s a good thing I already gave you a gift!” she laughed.
“Hey! No fair! If I’m going to get sucked dry can you at least stand up and show me how the sash fits?”
Covering her laughing mouth she complied and stood up in my palm.
“It’s perfect! I love it!”
“And I thought you couldn’t get any prettier!”
“Everything is prettier when it’s blooming, and now I am!” she pointed out cheerfully before the chatter of magpies in the trees drew her attention. “Oh, I need to go! Did you hear that?” she asked.
I shook my head.
“They said the squirrel is saying that he outran me and I gave up! Set me down in that tree?” she asked.
I complied with a chuckle. “Then you better show that squirrel who he’s dealing with!”
“Bye! Thank you!”
She gave me a wave then leapt out of the tree. The last I saw of her she was running through the dewy grass…
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