Wings of Love

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This is Part 2 to my post The Extra Special Potion                                       

Putting down her paintbrush she stepped back and looked at her finished painting. The doves looked like they could fly off of the canvas and that made her happy. She wanted her paintings to look realistic. Bridget hoped that her friend Lauren would appreciate this birthday gift.

She was excited for her friend. Lately, Lauren had been walking around like she had a tattoo of happiness on her heart. Bridget had never seen her so happy before. Her new love Randy had totally swept her away on the wings of love. 

Apparently she had swept him away as well. Bridget could tell by his puppy dog eyes, that he was hopelessly in love with her. His eyes followed her around the room, and gazed up at her adoringly when she sat next to him. When Lauren had invited her over for supper she had been eager to meet Randy, her new love. But after only 1 hour of being there she had been ready to leave. It was true, she was ecstatic that Lauren had fallen so deeply in love, but something just seemed a little off about it. The way Randy followed Lauren around and the look in his eyes, reminded Bridget of someone in a trance! 

Lauren had been the first one to reach out to Bridget when she moved to the new neighborhood. She appeared to be friendly and have a warm spirit about wanting to help people. It was her caring spirit that had drawn Bridget to her. She always told Bridget that she was there if Bridget wanted to talk to her and just to let her know if she wanted to try her special tea. Bridget wasn’t much of a tea person, so she always passed. 

Apparently there were a lot of people in the neighborhood that were tea drinkers. Bridget saw people coming and going from Lauren’s house a lot, made her wonder at times what  was going on. She still had  never gathered up the nerve to ask her, but maybe one of these days she would. 

OH, she noticed a spot on the painting that she had missed. Better touch it up, before it was time to package it up for Lauren. 

Meanwhile Randy was out walking with his faithful sheepdog. Lauren was away and he was missing her every minute of the day. He honestly could not remember ever feeling this way before over a woman. One day he was perfectly happy with his sheepdog and the next day he didn’t think he could live without Lauren. His mom used to say that love can find you in unexpected ways. She would feel like tap dancing on the ceiling when Randy told her about Lauren. He hadn’t yet, for they had been away. 

All thoughts of Annie or was it Tanya, had fled from his brain! He did not miss those crazy thoughts one bit. He was finally beginning to feel like a normal person! 

A few hours later after Bridget had painted her last stroke, and once she knew the paint was dry she packaged up the painting. Then she got ready for Lauren’ birthday dinner and soon it was time to head that way. Bridget felt a little giddy, and nervous. This was the first time she had painted something for Lauren, what if she didn’t like it? Trying to not herself dwell on that fact she pushed it away. No use driving herself crazy, when Lauren may love it! 

Lauren was outside on the porch waiting for her when she arrived. Randy was sitting right next to her holding her hand. Bridget took a deep breath. Hopefully she could handle being around the 2 entwined lovebirds over dinner. She shook her head, whenever she fell in love she hoped  that she wouldn’t look as silly as they did at times. 

“Happy Birthday Lauren!” Bridget walked up to Lauren, giving her a warm embrace. 

“Thank you So glad you came.” 

“Here is a little something I made for you, I hope you like it.” Bridget handed the painting to Lauren. 

Unwrapping it Lauren’s face began to light up. “Oh I have always loved doves! This is great! Thank you!” 

Bridget blushed and felt relief that her painting was appreciated. 

Having finished unwrapping it Lauren was in awe as she looked at it. 

To everyone’s astonishment there was a rustling of wings and the doves flew out of the painting! Lauren  had to duck for they flew straight for her. 

Randy had lost the “puppy dog” look temporarily. His jaw was hanging open instead. Bridget’s eyes were as big as saucers, what was happening?

Lauren looked surprised and composed at the same time. She looked at Bridget with a shining light in her eyes. “You have the gift of magic too!” 

Bridget gave her an astonished look. “Me? Magical?” 

Lauren put her arm around her friend’s shoulder as they watched the doves fly away. “I will be glad to teach you all I know.” 

Butterflies were flying around in Bridget’s stomach, she had the strong sense that from this day forward things would never be the same. 

 

 

 

Tuesday’s Thoughts

A shout out to my lovely Mom on her birthday today! To the one who taught me the meaning of love. Forever grateful for her. Love you, Mom!

Have a great week and enjoy the quotes! As always, thanks for reading. Not just today but every day. Hope your days are made a little brighter by my posts, if not a little crazier as well.

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The Magical Lake

 

When I saw the following photo on Jason’s blog, I knew I had to think of a story to go with it. Thanks Jason for taking such a beautiful photo and for the inspiration. For more of his photos feel free to check out his blog, http://jasonfrels.com/2021/10/19/evening-reflections/  

 

 

Wow! Catching her breath, she stood transfixed in front of the lake. The sun was hitting the boulders just right, and the scene was dazzling. No wonder this was believed to be a magical lake. Not that she believed in magic at all, that wasn’t why she had come.

Trish had heard the stories, the ones that circulated around. One would have to be living under a rock to not have heard of the magical lake and things that were seen there. Around the water cooler at work one always knew that someone would mention the lake and then the stories would start, “Did you hear…?” . “Did you know what happened to…” That would usually be the sign to Trish that her break was over and she would find more sanity back at her desk. Rolling her eyes she would walk away.

Today she was supposed to have gone away with a friend to hike some and camp overnight in the woods, but her friend woke up sick, so the plans fell through. Not wanting to waste a beautiful Saturday, she decided to go out hiking on her own. While driving she passed by the sign for the lake and decided to stop. She had to admit that she was curious about what this “magical” lake looked like. Now that she was standing in front of it, if she did believe in magic then she could see it happening here.

Deciding to spend some more time here she sat down and opened a book. She was planning on hiking, but it was so surreal here. Why not take a little time to relax and read. That was why she always kept a book in her car, one never knew when it would come in handy.

In no time at all she became lost in the story, lying in the grass and basking in the sunlight.

What was that? Looking up from her book she looked around, but didn’t see anything. Thinking it must have been the wind that rustled some leaves she went back to reading her novel.

A few moments later she heard it again. This time Trish was sure that her ears weren’t playing tricks on her. It wasn’t the wind. Standing up she looked all around feeling her skin start to prickle a little. Not being one to get scared easily she wasn’t too worried, but she did want to know where, oh where was that weird sound coming from!

The story that Jan told on Friday came back to her. No, that couldn’t be, Jan was a dizzy blonde, thought Trish. But she couldn’t deny it, the sound was exactly how Jan had described it. The high pitch noise hurt her ears and sounded like it would shatter glass! Jan hadn’t stayed long enough to find the source of it, she had ran back to her car.

Well Trish wasn’t going to be a scaredy cat, she would not run only to regret it later. Holding her hands over her ears she scanned the lake once more and that was when she saw it in the distance. Some huge gray blob rising up from the water! Okay, now Trish may be breaking out in goosebumps as she forced herself to stand her ground. Hoping with all her might that she wouldn’t rue her decision to stay, as she stared at the huge blob which was coming more into focus.

It was a hippo! What was a hippo doing out here? At least she thought it was a hippo, but she never had seen a hippo like it before. Its neck was long. She was no expert on animals, but she did know that giraffes typically had long necks, not hippos. Trish stood there thinking about its long neck when it opened its mouth and out came that high pitch squealing, or was it singing? Was the long necked hippo actually singing?

Trish didn’t know what to think, either she didn’t have enough coffee this morning or … there really was something magical about this lake. It produced long necked singing hippos, if you could call it singing!

Now the other stories were coming back to her, could they be true as well? Jimmy had everyone laughing when he said he had seen a cow at the lake before. They told him cows were at farms and in meadows, not at a lake, but he was convinced it was a cow! He said its deep brown eyes were so big and seemed to look right through him. That it had a sparkling cowbell around its neck. Yeah, Jimmy liked to tell tall tales.

Trish covered her ears, the hippo was squawking again. She picked up her pace to get back to the car, deciding that a day spent reading on the couch with some strong coffee sounded pretty good to her. Walking back she started shaking. Feeling a sudden sensation that something was staring at her. Her breathing grew a little more rapid as she kept walking. She never did see the brown cow with a sparkling cowbell. The one whose gaze was fixed intently on her retreating back.

The Magical Lake

 

When I saw the following photo on Jason’s blog, I knew I had to think of a story to go with it. Thanks Jason for taking such a beautiful photo and for the inspiration. For more of his photos feel free to check out his blog, http://jasonfrels.com/2021/10/19/evening-reflections/  

 

 

Wow! Catching her breath, she stood transfixed in front of the lake. The sun was hitting the boulders just right, and the scene was dazzling. No wonder this was believed to be a magical lake. Not that she believed in magic at all, that wasn’t why she had come.

Trish had heard the stories, the ones that circulated around. One would have to be living under a rock to not have heard of the magical lake and things that were seen there. Around the water cooler at work one always knew that someone would mention the lake and then the stories would start, “Did you hear…?” . “Did you know what happened to…” That would usually be the sign to Trish that her break was over and she would find more sanity back at her desk. Rolling her eyes she would walk away.

Today she was supposed to have gone away with a friend to hike some and camp overnight in the woods, but her friend woke up sick, so the plans fell through. Not wanting to waste a beautiful Saturday, she decided to go out hiking on her own. While driving she passed by the sign for the lake and decided to stop. She had to admit that she was curious about what this “magical” lake looked like. Now that she was standing in front of it, if she did believe in magic then she could see it happening here.

Deciding to spend some more time here she sat down and opened a book. She was planning on hiking, but it was so surreal here. Why not take a little time to relax and read. That was why she always kept a book in her car, one never knew when it would come in handy.

In no time at all she became lost in the story, lying in the grass and basking in the sunlight.

What was that? Looking up from her book she looked around, but didn’t see anything. Thinking it must have been the wind that rustled some leaves she went back to reading her novel.

A few moments later she heard it again. This time Trish was sure that her ears weren’t playing tricks on her. It wasn’t the wind. Standing up she looked all around feeling her skin start to prickle a little. Not being one to get scared easily she wasn’t too worried, but she did want to know where, oh where was that weird sound coming from!

The story that Jan told on Friday came back to her. No, that couldn’t be, Jan was a dizzy blonde, thought Trish. But she couldn’t deny it, the sound was exactly how Jan had described it. The high pitch noise hurt her ears and sounded like it would shatter glass! Jan hadn’t stayed long enough to find the source of it, she had ran back to her car.

Well Trish wasn’t going to be a scaredy cat, she would not run only to regret it later. Holding her hands over her ears she scanned the lake once more and that was when she saw it in the distance. Some huge gray blob rising up from the water! Okay, now Trish may be breaking out in goosebumps as she forced herself to stand her ground. Hoping with all her might that she wouldn’t rue her decision to stay, as she stared at the huge blob which was coming more into focus.

It was a hippo! What was a hippo doing out here? At least she thought it was a hippo, but she never had seen a hippo like it before. Its neck was long. She was no expert on animals, but she did know that giraffes typically had long necks, not hippos. Trish stood there thinking about its long neck when it opened its mouth and out came that high pitch squealing, or was it singing? Was the long necked hippo actually singing?

Trish didn’t know what to think, either she didn’t have enough coffee this morning or … there really was something magical about this lake. It produced long necked singing hippos, if you could call it singing!

Now the other stories were coming back to her, could they be true as well? Jimmy had everyone laughing when he said he had seen a cow at the lake before. They told him cows were at farms and in meadows, not at a lake, but he was convinced it was a cow! He said its deep brown eyes were so big and seemed to look right through him. That it had a sparkling cowbell around its neck. Yeah, Jimmy liked to tell tall tales.

Trish covered her ears, the hippo was squawking again. She picked up her pace to get back to the car, deciding that a day spent reading on the couch with some strong coffee sounded pretty good to her. Walking back she started shaking. Feeling a sudden sensation that something was staring at her. Her breathing grew a little more rapid as she kept walking. She never did see the brown cow with a sparkling cowbell. The one whose gaze was fixed intently on her retreating back.

Keeping the Dream Alive

Image from Pinterest of a Treetop Skywalk in Tennessee

“Build it and they will come.” Well its built now, so they can come and they sure better come soon, thought Bethany. She was looking at the bank statement and it was looking pretty sad right now. Building the skywalk had stretched them, they pulled it off, but Bethany was holding her breath. If it didn’t create the higher numbers of guests like they were counting on she was afraid that the business would be sunk.

Thinking about that made her stomach twist into knots. It would be awful to lose her Dad’s business. She took it over when he died, for she couldn’t bear the thought of selling it. But did she need to face reality? The resort had not been doing well for a couple years before her Dad died, it was in the red. Could Bethany really save it? Her Dad had built this resort. It had been a lot of work for her parents, but it was his dream and now his legacy. Bethany couldn’t let it fail! She reassured her Mom that they would not sell the resort.

Bethany dove into it headfirst and at times it had felt like she was diving into a cement pond that was all dried up.

She managed to keep it running but it was hanging by a thread, something big was needed. Something that made their resort in the mountains stand apart from other ones. When the secretary had told Bethany about how she used to dream about walking in the treetops as a child, that gave Bethany an idea. “Build it and they would come”, she remembered the movie she had watched several times as a child with her Dad and it gave her the inspiration she needed to build the Treetop skywalk.

Last night she took a walk on it around midnight, she couldn’t sleep. The grand re-opening was 3 weeks away. Lots of other updates had been made to the resort and Bethany prayed that it would be enough. Reservations were trickling in, but Bethany and all of her employees were hoping for a flood.

Time was passing too quickly, Bethany had the date circled in red on her calendar and it was like it was mocking her now. One week to go and no flood in sight. She and her faithful employees had worked so hard. “Breathe in breathe out,” she told herself. Her Dad was a man of patience and slow to worry. Often throughout his life he would say, “Its going to be OK.” Bethany tried to be like him in that area, but it got hard at times, especially now.

Once again she found herself walking the skywalk late at night under the shining moonlit sky. It was so peaceful with the night sounds of the woods. She had grown up here and she couldn’t imagine losing the resort. Her parent’s had thrown all their energy into it and there was a time it had been a grand success. Bethany was determined to make it a grand success once again.

Phones were ringing off the hook and their website was seeing the most action it had seen in a long while! Bethany hoped it wouldn’t crash. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing and hearing! The flood had come, reservations were pouring in. Soon they would reach full capacity. How grateful Bethany was for the decision they had made to add another building for lodging. It had felt risky being that the company was in the red, but sometimes you just had to take the chance!

The Grand Re-opening was an amazing success! Bethany was beaming and her Mom was so proud. Bethany had called a special meeting, giving bonuses to all the employees for their hard work.

“Thank you all from the bottom of my heart for helping me to keep my Dad’s dream alive! There are no words to say how much your hard work has meant to my Mom and I! Looking forward to many more years to come!”

There was clapping, cheering and even some tears. Some of the employees had worked at the resort for many years and were like family. For the first night in awhile Bethany fell asleep with a heart full of peace.

It had been a couple weeks since the big celebration and the resort was still staying full. Bethany and her Mom kept shaking their heads in disbelief. It was simply incredible. Miracles do happen.

There was supposed to be a full moon tonight , Bethany wanted to enjoy it and found herself on the skywalk again. It was quickly becoming one of her favorite places to be at the resort. When she looked up into the sky, prayers of thanksgiving were on her heart for how things had worked out.

“Build it and they will come.” She did and they came. At times she felt like she needed to pinch herself, feeling like she was in the middle of a fairy tale. A tale of dreams, and inspiration. It may not have had any obvious magic like Cinderella’s “Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo” … what was that? Bethany bent down and picked up something shiny. What was a cowbell doing on a Treetop skywalk?

Somewhere in the distance there may have been a brown cow with deep brown eyes watching Bethany and smiling. Who needs a magic wand and magic words like “Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo” when one had a magical cowbell.

The Golden Spell

This is the continuation of Thursday’s post, The Amazing Rescue?

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Janessa didn’t know whether to be terrified or thrilled, or maybe she was a little bit of both.

She was flying on the back of a Pegasus! That was the thrilling part. A totally surreal feeling was pulsing through her. But where was she headed? That question is what terrified her. They had been flying for a long time, her friends were probably worried sick about her.

She tried to relax and tell herself that all would be fine. When she returned to work on Monday, she would be sooo ready for the “So what did you do this weekend?” discussion around the water cooler! Lorinda wouldn’t be able to top Janessa’s story and Oooh that would make her green eyes of jealousy blaze.

Does the Pegasus talk? Janessa wondered, should she try to talk to it? There was a good chance that it did, for after all, it was a magical creature, so why not!

Leaning up close to its head she talked directly into its ear. “Would you be able to tell me where we are going please, do you talk?”

There was silence as Janessa waited with bated breath. Then the Pegasus replied, “No, I don’t talk.”

Janessa felt disappointment, it would have been so cool if….”Hey, what do you mean you don’t talk!” Apparently this Pegasus had a sense of humor.

“We will soon be at our destination. ”

“Which is where??” replied Janessa.

“A secret place, seen by very few humans. The place where the rainbow ends.”

Janessa felt excitement building now, all fear forgotten.

On and on they flew and then Janessa saw the most brilliant rainbow in front of her! They were flying straight for it.

Ob, how awesome! They landed and there was a hill not far away. The rainbow was shining so bright above it and on top of the hill was a big pot! Had Janessa found a real pot of gold at the end of the rainbow?

Janessa’s sack was heavy! She still was pinching herself. Meeting the leprechauns had been so much fun. How kind they were, gifting her with a large bag of gold. Here she used to think that leprechauns were mischievous, but these were nothing but polite and gracious to her.

Now she was on the back of Lola once again ready to go back to her friends with gifts of gold.

Monday mornimg dawned bright and early but Janessa was wide awake. She would be at her job at 8am sharp with her resignation letter in her hand. She had gold now, she didn’t need to work anymore!

Her friends had been awestruck when she came back to them with her large bag of gold. They were all quitting their jobs this morning and then going on a ceuise together to celebrate. Janessa couldn’t wait. Good fortune was shining down!

Meanwhile back at the end of the rainbow the leprechauns were having a meeting. They were all merry and jolly. A morning of celebration, toasting to another trick once more successfully pulled off on one of those strange and gullible humans!

“Its almost time. The spell of the magic gold will begin its work in exactly 24 hours from when Janessa got it.” Leo stated.

They stared at the BIG electric clock on the wall. It was 11:59. They were down to just seconds left.

“10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2….!”

Everyone wondered what happened to Janessa, and her 3 friends. One minute they were on the luxury cruise ship and the next…. they were gone!

The Sly Deal!

This is the conclusion to Monday’s post http://www.Devising a Plan

“Well, I do appreciate your effort in spite of the fact that it failed!” Mason was trying to reassure his good friend who had tried to rescue him, but now was sitting in the same room as Mason. Tied to a chair with his arms behind his back.

“How is your head?”

Tippner sighed. “Feeling a little loopy, but not too bad, though you look like you have 2 heads.”

Mason cracked a smile. “Don’t worry, the double vision will pass, mine did.

“So whats the plan now?” Tippner asked, with hope in his eyes.

They were silent as they looked around the empty, windowless room.

“Remember when that crazy cowbell turned us into cats? That would come in handy right now, we could slip out the door when they open it.”

Tippner agreed that he would love being a cat right now. If only!

The town of Bittersweet Creek was all abuzz. Their most eligible bachelor was missing and it was suspected that there was foul play. Oh what would they do.

Miss Penny was wiping her eyes, “I just don’t know how I will cope without seeing him every day. That head full of beautiful hair!”

The town was in even deeper distress now for Mr. Tippner was also gone. He had bravely set out to rescue Mason, but people were beginning to despair of ever seeing either of them again.

Cara and Sara were trying to console a paniked Amanda. They had just arrived at the castle.

Amanda knew where the guys were for she had got a ransom note. Nick wanted the castle and 10 grand. He warned that if they involved the police Mason and Tippner would be hurt.

She was ready to give in to demands, she couldn’t handle the thought of anything happening to Mason. Of course Tippner was a nice guy too the ladies said. Who would fix their bikes if something happened to him and he did make them laugh.

Cara had laid awake all night thinking and she had formed a plan. She was thankful for an unending supply of Caramel Lattes to keep her awake. She would need to put another order in for more caramel, she used the last bottle.

Sara and Amanda agreed that the plan sounded perfect when Cara told them. Amanda’s eyes brightened, feeling hope rise in her.

They eagerly watched the clock waiting for the time to be right to go meet Nick with the “ransom”.

Nick stood in front of Mason and Tippner gloating. “I was able to double the ransom to 10,000 since you were so kind to come Tippner.”

Tippner groaned, as he cast a evil eye at Nick. Nick laughed.

“So do you think Amanda will come through, she is sweet on you isn’t she?”

Mason didn’t comment at all, but his blood pressure was rising as Nick started talking about Amanda in a crude manner.

The vein in Mason’s neck was popping out and he was getting red in the face with anger. Thankfully Nick stopped talking and Mason realized that Amanda was really becoming special to him.

“Well boys, hate to leave this fun party but its that time to go see if yoir heroine saves the day for the 2 of you. I sure do hope she comes alone, would hate if I had to teach her a lesson. Than again, maybe it could be fun.” He looked at Mason with a devilish grin.

Mason almost jumped out of his chair! “Whoa man! Calm down! I see I am going to have to retie the rope, you are pretty strong.”

Nick quickly re-tied it and then left, knowing he bettet not stir Mason up anymore.

Amanda was at the meeting place trying not to feel too nervous. Cara and Sarah were hiding in the bushes.

She saw Nick in the distance, taking a deep breath she composed herself.

“What is this?” Nick exclaimed.

“Its a donkey, I would think you would be very familiar with them.”

“I would advise you that you aren’t in a position to insult me. “

Amanda didn’t say anything.

“Well, where is the money?”

“I want to see them first, make sure they aren’t hurt. Take me to them. “

Nick looked around, “I guess its safe. Follow me.”

Amanda hopped up on the donkey and Nick rolled his eyes. “Whatever, go ahead and bring your harmless donkey. “

Soon they got to the building where Tippner and Mason were. Nick told Amanda to wait and he would bring them out.

Amanda’s heart was skipping beats as she stood beside Betsy’s friend, Jenny. The one who had visited Bittersweet Creek before. This plan just had to work, thought Amanda.

Her breath caught in her throat when she saw Mason and she was so glad to see that kind Mr. Tippner was OK as well.

Mason and Tippner were elated to see Amanda but shocked at the sight of Jenny.

Wasting no time Amanda nudged Jenny. . Jenny started saying gibberish words and Nick was totally confused as he walked closer towards her. A-choo!!

She sneezed so big the spray hit Nick, Mason and Tippner and. …HONK! They were all geese!

Nick was flapping around like crazy and Mason and Tippner had their heads on the ground. Almost like they were smacking their heads.

Amanda was filled with joy. The guys were free, though not everything may have gone exactly as planned!

Who knows where Nick was, 3 dogs came out of the field and started chasing him.

Cara, Sarah, Amanda and the 2 guys who were now geese were back at the castle. Jenny, the donkey was trying her hardest to remember how to break the spell. She was so much better at casting spells than breaking them.

Cara had been laughing uncontrollably when she first saw the guys. She remembered her experience and how the guys had been so “sympathetic” of her plight. What goes around, comes around, she thought.

“Say Cheese!” Cara snapped a picture and all the girls laughed as they talked about putting the picture up on the wall in the coffee shop.

Now that the danger was over it felt wonderful to laugh again. They all celebrated that the women and a special donkey named Jenny, had saved the day.

Cara looked at Mason with a smirk on her face, “Hey Mason, being that you can’t talk right now perhaps you can start thinking at how you will repay my kindness. Time off on a nice, luxurious trip may be perfect. If not, I could always tell Jenny to take her time in casting off your spell.”

Then she turned to Tippner. ” The girls and I decided that we could really use some new free bikes, top of the line please.”

“HONK!” The guys heads smacked the ground.

The Golden Ticket to a New Beginning

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Lynelle groaned as Trent let another joke roll off his tongue! He was laughing as she looked at him shaking her head, which only made him laugh louder.

“Aww cmon honey, you know that was a good one!”

“I know that it is midnight and I need to get up early!”

With that, she rolled over in bed, but not without letting out a big sigh and then she made the bed shake as she started punching her pillow. Trent sighed too, Lynelle was always so dramatic.

“I have one for you.”

Trent perked up, maybe Lynelle was coming around.

“What is it, let me hear it!”

“What does a husband who won’t be quiet have in common with the poor dinosaurs? ”

“Oooh that is cold!” Trent looked at Lynelle, who now had the show of a faint smile on her face.

“I will take a hint, but someday … you will see! Someday the world will know my name, I will be the greatest comedian around.”

Lynelle smiled in the dark. He drove her crazy at times, but she did love his Happy spirit. He was an optimist for sure. Always looking for his big break, certain that it would be soon. Lynelle was thankful that in the mean time he had a well paying job as a corporate executive, let him keep dreaming, she didn’t mind. Tomorrow she was due to get her hair done, then her nails and the full treatment at the spa. They opened at 8am, and she had the first appointment of the day, she needed her beauty sleep now.

Trent sat at the kitchen table with his empty bowl in front of him, he had finished off the peanut butter ice cream. Now there was an excuse to buy more. Sleep wouldn’t come. The sheep kept jumping the fence as he counted, without his eyes growing any heavier. Lynelle had drifted off and was sleeping soundly, she hadn’t noticed that he got out of bed and came downstairs.

He sat at the table letting his mind go back in time to their Senior Prom. She was his dream date that night and she still was, he felt like the luckiest guy alive. He hadn’t told her about his meeting which would be later today. It may be the breakthrough that he was waiting for.

He was going to be meeting with a magician by the name of Lawrence. Lawrence had his own show and was looking for a comedian to open up for him. If Lawrence chose him, Trent would be making more money than he ever had before in his career as a comedian. Well okay, so this would actually be the first job he would have as a comedian and the starting pay may not be that much, but he had to start somewhere.

From what he knew Lawrence was struggling too, which explained the low pay that Trent would be making, but Lawrence was a dreamer like Trent. He sounded eager on the phone, saying how their big day was right around the corner. He and his bunnies were going to be the talk of the town and together with Trent they may make history.

Tomorrow at 2pm they were to meet in the park. Lawrence liked going there to let his bunnies run around.

Trent washed his dish and headed upstairs back to bed, he would try to get some sleep. He needed to be awake and sharp tomorrow. This may be the start of something new, goodbye corporate America, hello stage! Closing his eyes, he smiled and he started counting bunnies hopping the fence. Before too long, he was in dreamland, ZZZzzzz.

Magical Wisteria

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Her mind was filled with trepidation, yet excitement as well. What awaited her?

It was as if she was riding a see-saw. One moment her heart was up ready for adventure, than worry about the unknown would bring her back down.

Aria had already said her goodbyes, her Mom and Dad were so proud of their only child. She was going to be a Queen, how could they not be proud! Their little girl, growing up and becoming a Queen!

Remembering her Grandma’s warm eyes filled with love and pride enabled Aria to keep walking forward.

While walking she thought back to the night that changed her life.

She had been startled by the fairy that flew in her window that night. Her wings shone with a brilliance that lit up Aria’s room.

“Princess Aria I come with good news. You have been specially chosen to be the new Queen of the fairies!”

Aria rubbed her head. Had she hit it real hard? A Princess? She wasn’t a Princess, but she didn’t bother to correct the fairy for she couldn’t speak, she was speechless with shock!

“I am Princess Lily and a week from now you will take a magical walk into fairyland.”

Aria found her voice long enough to ask “What?? How??”

“When you see the lavender wisteria appear in your backyard you will know its time. You will see the entrance to Fairyland.”

Aria noticed her parents standing in the doorway. They had heard voices and came to see what was going on.

They ran over to Aria hugging her tight. Who would have thought that on the night of her 13th birthday she would be visited by a Fairy!

“So what is Fairyland like? What kind of food do they have? I hope pizza!” Her dad patted his belly.

“Are their stores in fairyland? I will need to buy a whole new wardrobe of course.”

Aria’s dad rolled his eyes. Leave it to his wife to ask about clothing when their daughter is going to be a Queen! How can she think of shopping!

“Hey, does Fairyland have a golf course? I can’t stop playing golf.”

Princess Lily gave Aria’s dad a perplexed look.

“Golf? What is golf? But it doesn’t matter for you guys won’t be coming.”

“WHAT? How.can we not go, she is our baby.” their distressed faces made Aria’s heart plummet. They wouldn’t let her go now, she was certain. All they did was ruin things for her.

They started shouting at Princess Lily. It didn’t faze her, she simply took her tiny wand and bopped their foreheads with it. Instantly they stopped shouting. No words came out at all.

Aria was amazed. “What did you do to them?”

Princess Lily gave an impish smile. “They will wake up tomorrow in a much better mood. Trust me, all will be well. You are the appointed Queen to be, Princess Aria, they won’t stop you from coming to Fairyland.”

True to Princess Lily’s word, they woke up in the morning eagerly talking about Aria going to Fairyland. They couldn’t wait for her to come back and visit them and share her adventures!

Aria’s sweet grandmother was the one hardest to say goodbye too. They had a strong bond and Aria would miss her so much. Maybe she would be able to come back for her grandmother once she was crowned as Queen. The Queen had all the power, didn’t she?

Right before the entrance Aria paused. This was it, once she took a step there was no turning back.

Remembering the precious words of her grandmother she closed her eyes as she took the final step.

Magic In the Air

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Callie had never seen a mug quite like that before. It was the perfect gift, for her Mom loved peacocks. She picked it up carefully and continued walking around the little shop. Who would have thought that this gift shop would have so many cool, unique items in it. Honestly, Callie had almost not even taken the time to visit the shop, for it didn’t look like too much from the outside, but she had nothing but time on her hands so she decided to check it out. Now she was thinking that her car breaking down may not have been all bad.

Going around the corner, her eyes widened. There were unicorns of all kinds. Ceramic unicorns, glass unicorns, stuffed unicorns, and even a calendar with unicorns on it. She was beginning to feel she had stepped into a magical shop. Who knew what she would discover next?

Looking down at her phone she was surprised to see how much time had passed already. When had Bryson said that he would be there to pick her up, she was trying to remember. He had been with his last client so it shouldn’t have been too long before he could leave. He had about an hour drive, so she still had time, but probably just about 30 minutes.

Noticing the stairs and a sign saying that there were more treasures to be seen, she started up the stairs. Hearing music she looked around and found a little music box that was playing Swan Lake. 2 swan figurines were entwined together and moving around on what resembled a lake of sparkling water. Callie couldn’t take her eyes off of it. Picking it up gently she headed downstairs with her treasures. She wanted to have them wrapped well before there was any chance of her dropping and breaking them. Callie thought she would save the swan gift for a special date that was coming up! Her sister’s 1st wedding anniversary. She was a ballerina and had danced to Swan Lake many times.

While the cashier was wrapping the gifts a text came through. Reading it, she smiled, perfect timing, Bryson was almost there. He had stopped for gas, and then would be there.

Reading the rest of his text made her curious. He didn’t say much, but enough to arouse her interest. His last client had given him a special gift to show his appreciation for the marvelous job that Bryson had done for him. The text went on to say that Bryson wanted to be with Callie when he tried the gift out. All sorts of things ran through Callie’s mind. She laughed at how her imagination was running away with her. She was thinking a new car, motorcycle, boat, for he did have very wealthy clients. He did custom cabinetry for their multi million dollar houses. They could definitely afford to give nice gifts and sometimes they had, but most often they didn’t.

Watch it be something much smaller than what Callie was thinking. Like a grill, and he wanted to make a steak for her. New golf clubs perhaps, he had been hinting at wanting her to go golfing with him sometime. Callie wasn’t real thrilled about the idea, as she couldn’t hit the broadside of a barn! But, who knows, maybe she would be better than she thought.

Thanking the cashier and telling her again what a charming gift shop she had, Callie exited the shop and walked back to her car to wait on Bryson. About 10 minutes later he pulled up to her in his Ford Escape. Hopping inside she leaned over to give him a kiss.

“Thanks sweetheart, for coming! The tow truck will be here soon, we can go ahead and leave. I told him we would meet him at Mike’s Garage.”

On the way there they chatted and at last Bryson got around to telling her about his last client. They had just arrived at the Garage and parked the car, while waiting for the tow truck to come. Rolling the windows down they continued chatting.

“You aren’t going to believe what he gave me as a Thank you gift!” Bryson looked at her with his eyes shining.

Callie’s felt her heartrate go up, with the way Bryson’s eyes shined it must be something big.

“This!” he pulled it out of his pocket and Callie stared at it feeling confused.

“That! That’s what you are so happy about?”

“Yes! It’s magic! He told me that all I need to do is shake it 3x and it will take me to a magical place.”

Callie couldn’t believe her ears, “Is this a joke? How gullible do you think I am?”

Bryson wasn’t discouraged by her, he grabbed her hand saying, “You never know if you don’t try! Where is your adventurous spirit?”

Together they counted, “One, Two, Three!” They rang the bell and …. Nothing happened! Callie shook her head and gave Bryson a sympathetic gaze. “Sorry dear!” Seeing the disappointment in his eyes, she felt bad. “Why don’t we swing by the sports store and buy me a set of golf clubs?”

Hearing that brought a smile to his face.

Later that night Bryson was at home, he had just said goodnight to Callie and he was lying on the couch catching the last half of the basketball game. His cat was pawing at him, almost knocking the drink out of his hand. Bryson grabbed the cowbell that he had put on the coffee table.

He threw it to his cat, “You may as well get some pleasure from it!”

Snickers looked at the cowbell and took his paw and batted it, making it ring. His ears went up and he jumped back a little, then batted it again, and his ears went up again. Bryson was amused by the cat’s reaction to it. At least the cowbell wasn’t a total dud, it was entertaining his cat. Snickers batted it a 3rd time and POOF! Purple and pink smoke swirled around, making Bryson spill his drink.

The smoke cleared, but where was Snickers, to Bryson’s dismay Snickers had vanished!