The faeiries must have been quarreling last night. Though it was Midsummer’s Eve, it was rainy and windy. Inclement weather is a sign that arguments are taking place in the realm of faerie folk. In ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ the king and queen of the faeries have an argument that affects the elements:
Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain,
As in revenge, have suck’d up from the sea
Contagious fogs; which falling in the land
Have every pelting river made so proud
That they have overborne their continents
from ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ by William Shakespeare
I’d been tentatively planning to sit outside on this night, under an Elder tree in the hope of seeing the King of the Faeries. Midsummer’s Eve is the only night of the year when this is supposedly possible.
Yesterday afternoon I set up a solar generated light next to my chosen Elder tree so that I could easily spot it in the dark. The tiny light , which is in the shape of a hummingbird, changes its color from blue to purple to red to green. It looks enchanting in the night landscape throughout the seasons.
I set out into the woods at 10:30pm to get a sense of whether or not the faeries might be out. By then, the trail was already soaked and every green thing was covered with water.
It was the last night of the old moon, so it was very dark in the woods. Even if it hadn’t been overcast and raining, it still would have been the darkest of nights.
At least the mosquitoes weren’t bad. They can’t fly around in heavy rain. But neither can the faeries, I soon realized. I’d have to wait until next year at least to catch a glimpse of the King of the Faeries.
Before heading back inside, I took a couple of photographs. The flash from my camera lit up the surrounding trees. There are many Mountain Ash trees in this area. These are akin to Rowan, which are magical in their own right.
I’m sure many of you don’t believe in faeries anymore. Perhaps it’s time to reconsider and ask ‘why not?’ A belief in faeries does put a sparkle on the day, and just as with the wild creatures in the woods, just because you haven’t seen them yet, doesn’t mean they aren’t there.
If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be geniuses, read them more fairy tales.
When I examine myself and my methods of thought, I come to the conclusion that the gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge.
~ Albert Einstein