The Land of Melting Shadows ~ In the Beginning

I'd like to tell you a tale.  So pull up a toadstool or sit by me here on the grass.  Take your shoes off and get comfy.
There.  Are you ready?


Once Upon a Time.......

Oh.  no.   Wait!  

Every ordinary fairy tale starts like that.
And this is no ordinary fairy tale.

So, let’s begin again, shall we?

There once was a Land, no further away than your imagination.  

A Land where the Trees’ whispers can be heard on the wind. And the Squirrels chitter and chatter as they scamper to and fro amongst their branches - playing their endless game of tag.

A Land where the Brooks babble endlessly amid fern covered banks. Fish and Tadpoles play a game of Leapfrog in the clear, cool water and Turtles sunbathe nearby. 

A Land where the tall Grasses sway in the breeze as if dancing to a distant tune. Wild flowers wave their petals at the busy Bees who fly by. Beckoning to them. Enticing them.

A Land where the Deer graze peacefully in the lush, green valleys. A Land where the Birds and the Faeries gather in the bushes of an evening to share the day's gossip. And the Frog serenade, with cricket accompani-ment, continues well into the night.

A land where the morning sun melts the night into the shadows of the day.  And at sunset the shadows melt into night.  
But there are times when the shadows melt into things best left to the dark recesses of one’s imagination.  

A Land of Melting Shadows.


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Over the coming months we will meet some of the inhabits of this wondrous Land. Good and Bad. Dark and Light. Be sure to check back for the next installment.