Not much happening in the neighborhood, not since Jonah uncovered the aillse-thief and turned him over to the proper authorities for punishment (well, except for the fair last week, but that's mostly cleaned up now). Town council is mostly recessed for the season - most of the magistrates are farmers. Arthur is off visiting relatives ( Read more... )

Getting ready to go out to eat with my husband and elder son. Last evening of his visit - he leaves early tomorrow. I will miss him.


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HA! I got him, the bat-rastard! Crofter name of Reynard Cottington-Smythe, some sort of distant relative of the Cottingtons of Bovey. He got hold of some of the books of Angelica, Lady Cottington and ... and came up with a scheme to exploit the fey for his own profit. He's been ... this is horrible. I couldn't believe it when I finally saw ( Read more... )

Two of the most recent eggs hatched out kangaroos. Prehistoric kangaroos with massive claws. What I want to know is ... how did this happen?

Jonah's out fooling around with something. He came home from the picnic the other day and was out again immediately. I think he's only come home to sleep and I won't swear to that.


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Wouldn't ya know it. I've been running all over creation trying to figure out who has been stealing the flower fairies of the Valley and getting nowhere. Mgr Ki forces me to take a day off for a picnic (of all things) and up he pops! Literally ( Read more... )

Jonah appears to be feeling somewhat better today but the effects of his over-indulgence linger. I've sent him out on a pic-nic with orders the suggestion that he take it easy and let the sun bake the last of the toxins out of his system. Woodworm is not something to take lightly ( Read more... )

ouch. Oooo... shhhh... key-strokes too loud. My head feels ... Remind me never to go out drinking agina. can barly focus. NRBRT SHSIN!... i MEAN, nEVER aGAIN.

I think ... I'm gonna go bcak to bed.


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Investigating. Mgr Ki gave me a map of all the best places to find the flower fairies. Maybe once, but not finding so many now - and the ones I do see dart away pdq. Makes a fellow feel unwanted-like.

What I am finding, though, are liquor bottles. Empty liquor bottles. Not at every spot, but enough. Funny thing, these aren't from the kind ( Read more... )

Faerie sprite eyewitnesses - aren't. When I heard what CindyLou Who had to say, I knew I had to get involved. A person's a person, no matter how small, after all, and we can't let any persons, little or small, be taken away by any person at all ( Read more... )

BaileHoo has been attacked. Well, not BaileHoo exactly, but the inhabitants of BaileHoo. Little Cindy Lou Who showed up here in a great state of distress, without her companion, almost too upset to speak. She and a number of other Hoos had been out among the truffula flowers, helping them grow (which is what aillse do), when they became aware of ( Read more... )