Dear Reader.
Another instalment being read for you on the youtube link below .... hope you like it!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yG8Q8Ip3UxE
p.s. remember there is a link on the previous instalment as well!
'Just so sad' thought Eleanora, she had been out for a stroll to enjoy the effervescent beauty of the blue bells as dusk fell, and had come across the forlorn figure of a lady crying, as she sat alone on one of the new benches in the blue bell wood. 'Poor lady, perhaps I will sit with her for a while to keep her company', and with that Eleanora wrapped her cloak around her, and tucking herself into a comfy spot under a clump of borage leaves, closed her eyes.
It was not something that the gnomes had expected - to discover that so many of the humans who came to visit were not at peace with themselves, or with their lives. Eleanora and Archimedes had been discussing how best to deal with all the feelings that the humans were bringing with them on their walks. You see gnomes are acutely aware of feelings, that's how they help all the plants and trees grow. They sort of see, hear, feel, know things as though all their senses work together. Everything leaves an atmosphere - and it was all well and good some of the younger gnomes giggling at the young lovers all entwined and intense, but quite another easing the burden of sorrow, despair and grief that some of the other humans left behind.
Eleanora hummed a silent song, sending out a light of sympathy and acknowledgement from her heart for the lady nearby. Now I don't think that most humans have any idea that they could be sitting in nature somewhere, somewhere desolate and remote, or even their back garden or a park, and that close nearby is most likely to be a gnome watching and listening deeply. Of course you never see them, but sometimes you know when a place or your garden seems to be especially beautiful and productive - that the gnomes are all around looking after your plants and of course - observing you.
The lady who had been feeling most unhappy, began to look up, for the first time she began to really see how the air around her was full of shimmering blue light. The blue bells seems to fill the air with their scent and radiance, and her heart began to open to the possibility of hope, for the first time in ages. 'There my Dear,' thought Eleanora,' all things pass - breathe in the light and scent and begin to trust your heart will recover'. She made a mental note for herself to check on how the lady was faring later that evening.
Eleanora walked slowly home, she was thinking about some of the unexpected consequences of sharing the forest with humans. They had all expected more work maintaining the plants and trees, some like Hortensia were enthused with new planting schemes to encourage their visitors. 'Quite an undertaking to take on, best Hector and I stay for a while to encourage the others. Besides I can keep an eye on baby Harriet for a while longer and cherish the company of my friends during such a time of change'. So she quickly hurried back to Persimmon Heights and the delight of one of Archibold and Hortensia's delectable dinners.
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