A Bush Faerie Tale

Once upon a time, in the Australian bush, a bush faerie heard the call of the colours of nature around her. She loved the colours so much that she wanted to enjoy them all the time. She wondered if she could freeze time and make the bush stay that way forever? 

Unfortunately, mother nature had other plans! With the changing of the seasons, the colours changed an awful lot. And in the summertime especially, the bush became very dry, very quickly. The colours changed rapidly and no matter how hard the little bush faerie tried. She could never capture them quite quickly enough to hold them all together at once.

One day, as winter was approaching, and the little faerie was looking down at the ground beneath her toes, she wondered if maybe she wove together the colours just a little at a time, could she then, save them all at once? 

If she could just breathe them in, one by one, she may just be able to capture them and weave them together. And so thats what she did....she added a little more each time and slowly began to capture them all. She draped them around herself and giggled with joy! 

And slowly the colours in all their beauty were becoming a part of her. 

Sometimes they would change while she was weaving them and she would get a little frustrated. She wished that they would change back so she could catch them once more. 

But she knew in her heart that just like the seasons change, so it must be with her colours. And even when the colours began to fade and she could only find a little of each. She worried that she would not be able to capture enough to wrap herself in completely. 

She remembered.....

That if she would but accept them, the way they were, she could be happy, no matter what colours she managed to capture. No matter how much of herself she covered. 

And so, she continued to breathe them in and soon she was surrounded in the beautiful colours of the bush and she danced and she twirled as only a bush faerie would. 

And she wondered why she had ever doubted herself in the first place.

Because the colours in the bush are beautiful, no matter what time of the year you see them. And no matter how short the time. 

 And as she rested and wondered what she would do next. She remembered the animals and she wondered, "Could I catch their colours too?" "Or should I venture out of the bush, where the humans are? I bet there are many more colours out there?" 

But then she thought, she would take a rest. And concentrate instead on feeling the earth beneath her feet and the wind in her hair! Because sometimes my friends it is far better to just enjoy the colours rather than try to catch them. Don't you think?  

I wonder what colour the wind is? Hmmmmm.........


Thank you for listening to our story! 

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