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Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Pixie Paths

Once upon a weekend trip with Grampa and Gramma to the deep pine-scented forest, most of us were basking in the ultra-rare opportunity to do absolutely nothing, but Pixie was, as mythologics tend to be, overflowing with livingness, and wanting to explore.
Because of Pixie's size, or more precisely the lack thereof, she was only allowed to go where we could see her.  (Everybody knows how easy it was for Captain Hook to capture Tinkerbell, and we didn't want our own pixie tossed into some pirate's lantern.)  The density of the foliage made the prescribed hiking distance unsatisfactory to Pixie.  She kept returning to the campfire begging us to go with her along the trails she had found, so she could travel farther and we could see the wonderful worlds she had spied.
Pixie pleas being so difficult to ignore, we were eventually persuaded to abandon our poking of the dying breakfast-time fire for the lure of pursuing the unknown treasures of the woods.  "Okay, Pixie, show us your trails."
We started at a little bare spot of earth looking into a little parting spot of the bushes.  A few footsteps into the people-sized walkway, though, vines began to wrap around our ankles and branches started grasping at our legs.  "Are you sure this is a trail?"
Pixie was certain she'd found a great path to hike, so we kept following.  Bushes bit our knees.  Branches slapped our cheeks.  "Pixie, I don't think this is a trail."  Pixie flitted among the greenery like an exotic butterfly in a tropical wonderland.  The rest of us struggled through the brush like harassed castaways in a hostile jungle.
Whether because she was so much smaller than the rest of us, or because she is after all a mythological creature and so can blend with nature much more readily than we mere mortals can, Pixie returned to the embers of our campfire after our venture even more lively than when we left.  The rest of us collapsed into our camp chairs bruised and scraped and exhausted, and someone was missing an eye.  We looked like we'd tried to fight Jeremy Renner.  To this day, when Pixie wants to go exploring, everyone asks, "On a REAL trail, or a Pixie trail?"

3 comments:

  1. I'll take the 'pixie trail' with her any day! OFF ROADIN'!

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  2. Ooh hiking! I like hiking. Even pixie trails.

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  3. We still have snow falling in Herrnhut - this is going to be a VERY LATE spring... Can't wait for spring to come here as well!!

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