Part 9 - Bertha Digby restores the woods.

There are those among us that love Mother Earth and help heal hurts of FIRE. Because of a squirrel, Bertha Digby with her enthusiasm and the animals’ as her helpers, the destroyed woods grew into a forest mightier than the burnt woods.

To this day, Bertha Digby's great, great, grand children guard the trees, bushes, and flowers while directing the visiting humans to walk on the paths and keep campfires in pits. I respect great, great, grandmother's Bertha Digby's work who saved the woods for all of us: the animals and the humans. My hope is that today we respect the wild woods and the animals and help to preserve them from human predators, who are as greedy as FIRE.

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BEWARE of FIRE!

I prepared these last stories before FIRE raged in our Northern California that destroyed 7,000 homes and business and ravaged thousand and thousand of areas forests. My daughter and her family and many of our relatives lived in this area; their homes were spared many of their friend's homes burnt. Animals were not spared as the FIRE roared and eat. About 26 years ago in the East Bay Area of San Francisco, a ravaging FIRE came four blocks from our home. Many of my friends lost years of memories and all they had.

Now, FIRE is ravaging the Los Angeles area; their losses are incredible.

This folktale is to honor all animals or humans who restore our FORESTS, others destroy by one means or other. FIRE is the worst of predators eating everything, humans are second.

Bertha Digby was published as 'Saving the Woods' pages 67 - 69, in an anthology published by the 4th Street Studio's Saturday Salons, The Livermore Wine Country Literary Harvest, © 2006.

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THE TROLL BRIDGE - atozchallenge

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THE TROLL BRIDGE

F – FEARLESS, flexible, forgiving, fun, furious, fame, fanciful, fascination, flourish, festive, fierce, fragile, fit, fore-site, frank, forthright, fortunate, feel, firm, focus, forceful --> the negative for the story would be FLUSTERED.

 

 

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The story from, ‘The Three Billy Goat Gruff’, a Nordic European folktale, that has many versions and told for motivation against tyranny. This is my take on the story, which is again full of symbols and analogies, especially word ‘Whose tramping over my bridge’. Analogy of a goat defeating the toll master, a troll, which makes a lasting folktale. The bridge is to entice the goats, who are sure footed, balanced, flexible climber to walk over the bridge as they do up a steep mountain. Their horns called horns of plenty have the abilities to fight to survive with enemies. Goats are survivors of a fierce climate. The troll does not know what or whom he entangles in his hunger. As in Norse folklore, a troll sits under bridge and will eat any one who wants to pass over, his role most likely taken from the Valkyries who guard the Bridge to Heaven and took offerings from those who pass. So this troll guards a handmade bridge to fertile food across the raging river in a meadow. Of course, the goats long and desire the sweet feast.

Elfin Letters

During June 2 to August 3, 2013, once again I'm on with a writing-a-thon. This time to edit and check on the third book of Elfin Letters. The book of MAGIC between the realms in OakGrove Yard. The letters are from my granddaugther and her three friends wanting to know magic. Of course, elves, faeries, and other spirits know all about magic, or do they? Wish me the best and if you want to sponsor a writer, here I am.    


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Elfin, Faery and Troll Folks Relocated

While the OakGrove Yard was being repaired, weeded, and replanted by Grandma Bobbie and her helpers Sarah and Janet, the Elves and the Merchants camped in the lower yard through the rains and cold weather in tents in the dancing circle. Finally, kaJ and his clan decided to take an expended tour in their loved Ireland.  

As for me, the Old Elfin Man McDonnell, I've been in the yard since coming with Elfin Clyde from the Gold fields in 1909. My home stays in its secret place in the orchids in the lower yard. The Trolls also hang around the yard here and there, more or less camping out. The Winter's three huge storms frighted Maude and murmurs held that Harian just might return to his relatives on the Northern shores of Norway. His 14 children refused to go saying they were born here and love the yard. They stay on the deck roof climbing and hiding in the large Redwood trees. Harian's children have a good time wander all over the city. The Pixies in the backyard loved all the rebuilding of paths and patio and played their various tricks on the Grandma Bobbie and her friends helping.The Taryn Faeries had no thoughts of going anywhere, they dance in the circle and stayed in the flowers that bloomed in the gardens. The Lachlan Faeries of the Pond were not concerned when the Pond was repaired. Each rain filled it again, there are now goldfish and plants. 

So now Grandma Bobbie has all the houses varnished inside and out and kaJ starts his arguement . . .

The lower yard for the elves and faeries to live..mp4

The front yard invite to the elf and faery world..mp4