There are fairies at the bottom of my garden. They have been there for a
very long time - long, long before humans lived on the site. Ten years
ago, the family living there were Grandma Violet, Mum Daisy, Dad
Copper and their daughters Lilly
The fairies know all about energy lines and earth energies, living their lives with nature and the changing seasons. They watch the big ones (humans) with great interest and often laugh about their rather strange ways, like living in big square things made of bricks with slate on the top, growing flowers but pulling up the natural plants.
Although Grandma told them to be careful, Lilly and Poppy loved watching what was happening in the big ones’ home and had even been brave enough to go into the outside room that had flowers and tree growing in it. The fairies were a little afraid of the dog that lived with the big ones, but much more scared of the cat. The dog could be shouted out, hit on the nose with a wand, which made it run off, but the cat had sharp claws and loved to play with anything with wings. Fairies would wave their wands and make themselves invisible if a cat got to close, which was very confusing for the cat.
One day Poppy came home very excited, the big ones were having visitors, lots of the big metal boxes on wheels had arrived. She had watched through the big window and seen lots of big ones sitting and talking while looking at white paper, while a man big one (Alan Neal) was talking to everyone. Then they had gone into the garden and played with bits of tree, metal rods and things that they dangled over a place. Instinctively, Poppy knew they were looking for the earth energies. She was a bit surprised, although she had often seen the lady big one (Jacki) talking to trees and plants. She watched as they went all over the garden looking and she watched as they went inside for tea and cakes. She heard them talking about starting a club and what they would call it. After a lot of talk, they decided on Tamar Dowsers. Poppy wondered what dowsers were, and thought it must be to do with the strange way they had walked up and down with sticks and metal rods, making them cross over energy spots. The big ones were strange - couldn’t they just feel the energies, like fairies do.
Time passed, and Lilly and Poppy grew up and met other fairies who lived nearby and they had families of their own. One day Lilly’s son Oak came home very frightened; something strange was happening in the garden - the big ones were cutting down the very tall conifer trees and digging up the garden (Pete was one of the people cutting down the trees). They huddled together. They had not been this worried since Grandma Violet had died. The big ones were making a lot of noise, and the birds were nowhere to be seen. Would their home be torn up and would they be killed? After what seemed like a long time, but was really only a couple of days, the noise stopped.
The fairies relaxed and soon got on with their lives, until one day the big ones arrived with strange machines that dug up the earth. They started to build a wall. It was a very high wall, so the fairies felt their bit of the garden was safe. Even though the big ones were building a new house and moving a lot of earth high above them, the big wall was protecting their homes. They watched the strange things that were happening, like a big pond being made and lots of plants being planted, grass covering a lot of the garden and things being put up where the birds could get food. The lady big one moved into the new house. The fairies were glad they were safe and liked the new garden and now had two houses - and new big ones to watch.
One day the big ones who were called Tamar Dowsers came into the garden again with their strange tools - and marked a spot were the energy lines crossed. The lady big one had been on her own for some time since the new house was built, and seemed very happy, but one day she came into the garden with a man big one (Terry) and they did a lot of kissing and laughing. The man stayed and liked to work on the garden. One day he put a stone cross surrounded by a circle on the spot that the Tamar Dowsers had marked - and the lady was so pleased with it, because she could be there on the Solstices in her own circle, in her own garden.
The fairies liked to watch the man working in the garden and the lady growing things that they could eat. She never minded if a strawberry or tomato suddenly disappeared, as she knew that the fairies had taken it.
The fairies had grown used to the dog, and even the cat left them alone, not wishing to be attacked by them - but one day a new baby dog appeared. This was a problem they all had to work on, and they shouted at it and hit it on the nose with their wands. The older dog told the silly young one it was best to leave the fairies alone, and it soon learnt not to meddle with them.
As I said, there are fairies at the bottom of my garden, what is at the bottom of yours?