Nutlidge ~ Chapter Seven…

Nutlidge

Chapter Seven…

A Golden Meeting

They walked back down the path chatting about all they had seen and walked up another bough before they came to a garden. The garden was very quaint and magical looking. Crystals hanging from bushes caught her eye and chimes rang, leaving lovely sounds to follow them down the path.
There were sculptures everywhere in amongst the moss and flowers. Ponds trickled with small waterfalls attracting brightly colourful birds. The air was fragrant and the closer they got to the house in the tree trunk the more they heard music.
As they walked Sky could hear a piano playing softly.
“Is that Yellow Flower playing that music?” she asked Florrel.
“Yes it is. Isn’t it lovely? She plays all sorts of instruments. She sings and writes and is very artistic. Just wait until you see her house! I know you’ll just love her.”
They came to the fairy’s front door and rang the bells that hung outside the doorway. Sky thought they were the most magical bells she had ever heard! The music came to a stop quite nicely and the door opened.
A lovely fairy, bright and vibrant stepped out to greet her visitors. She was tall and wore a gorgeous dress made of silk threads, that were soft and flowing and she had tiny flowers in her bodice. The fairy’s golden locks floated around her as if weightless, moving like a slow river around her head. It was long and thick and glittered in the sun like spun gold.
“Florrel, how lovely! I was just about to put some juice in a jug and find a nice spot in the garden to have lunch.”
“Hello my friend, how are you?” replied Florrel, as she gave her a peck on the cheek and a warm hug.
“This is our new friend Sky. She has come all the way from ‘The Garden’ to visit us. Sky, this is my friend Yellow Flower.”
Sky and Yellow Flower’s eyes met and they shook hands warmly, instantly liking each other.
“Hello.” Sky said, feeling like she was meeting someone very special.
“Well Sky, it is lovely to meet you. Please, come in.” And the golden fairy showed the way into her beautiful house.
Sky’s breath was taken away when she saw all the pieces of art around the living room and the way Yellow Flower had decorated her house. The lounge chairs were made of beautiful golden silk cocoons, decorated with colourful silk hand painted cushions. The little tables alongside each one was a decorated gumnut with a stand and a polished piece of bark on top with all the patterns accentuated by beautifully painted outlines.
Her floor mats were discarded butterfly wings and her grand piano was covered with colourful picture frames with favourite people painted within them. Pictures on the walls were all unique, painted or made by Yellow Flower herself. She ushered them to sit for a moment in the chairs while she finished making the juice. This gave Sky more time to finish looking at all the treasures around the room. There were handmade spider webs in the corners hanging up and decorated with crystal beads. Herbs and flowers hung dry from the ceiling, ready to use, and curtains made from silk to match the chairs, flowed in the breeze.
There were beautiful things made from crystals hanging all over the place, trinkets and spiritual tools such as a crystal ball, magic wand with a diamond star and unique statues filled shelves. Everywhere you looked; there was something unique to look at.
She came flowing back in and suggested that they perhaps sit in the bay window. She led the way, and they sat in a very pretty area adorned with ferns and plants that looked out over the tree. The sun was trickling in and it made a lovely spot to chat. Yellow flower poured a juice for all of them.
Sky couldn’t wait to say what she felt.
“You have a beautiful house Yellow Flower. You must love living here amongst all this beautiful artwork. And your garden is so pretty!”
“Oh, why thank you Sky. That’s very kind of you. I do enjoy what I do and I get a lot of satisfaction seeing a painting go to a good home.” she replied, and held her hand out elegantly as if to be receiving something, and the tray of cookies she had made that were still in the food preparation area, came sailing through the door and gently into her hand. “So what brings you up this way my enchanted friend?” she said happily, and handed her a cookie.
Sky had watched the plate of cookies fly in slowly and had an expression of sheer delight as she took one. “Well, I was playing in my grandma’s cottage when a Raven began talking to me and I followed it to the tree. I couldn’t resist climbing it, and I met Malley Gum and his son Curley and of course Florrel. I just think it’s wild that you’ve all been here so long and no-one knows!”
Yellow Flower smiled. “Ah, one day, humans will be awake enough to see many things which for now avoid the sleeping eye. It is only people such as you, that allow themselves to see the beauty outside of logical reality. You are obviously a gifted child, I can see that.”
Sky beamed and felt her cheeks redden. She wondered if she was really awake or if she was going to wake up in her bed soon. She pinched herself again just to make sure. She jumped from the pain of it and decided it must be real.
Yellow Flower noticed and said, “You still think you are dreaming Sky? Why allow your logical thoughts to spoil such an adventure?”
Sky looked at her and smiled timidly. Yellow Flower looked deeply at her. Then she frowned, “Why Sky, you are very worried about something, is it someone close to you?”
Sky looked at her. Her mother and her grandmother did this a lot too. They always seemed to know what she was feeling.
“Well, yes actually, I am a little worried about my brother Baize. His best mate was hurt very badly in the bombing in Bali. I’m not sure how Tommo is, I haven’t heard anything.”
Yellow Flower stared into her face as though looking through her and then said, “The young man is still alive. He is very ill though, badly burned and has deep wounds. But it will be his emotional scars that haunt him. However, you have acquired a crystal. It is a carved Staurolite and it is to be passed onto this one who is sick.”
“But I got it for Baize.” said Sky, trying to understand.
“It shall pass through Baizes hands and he will pass it on. You may not have to say anything. This will help the man to heal. It will be activated by the love between the two friends. It is a very sad thing this human aggression. I was talking to Elm about it only yesterday. He had some things he wanted to discuss with me. He wants to talk about what is happening in the tree.”
Florrel remembered what she had seen in the fairy glen.
“Yes, there seems to be something happening. Two fairies in the glen were looking extremely sad.”
“That’s unusual,” said the gold fairy with a concerned look upon her face. “Oh I do hope Elm calls in soon.”
Trying to lift the energy a little, Florrel poured another drink.
“How’s your bathing room going?” she said, “Last time I was here, you had just decided to pull out your old bathing pod to put a new one in. Has it been done yet?”
“Oh it is going fine! A little slow, but fine. All the rest has been done. I’m just waiting on the new bathing pod from Queensland! Actually by my calculations, it should be here by this afternoon. I can’t wait to soak in a crystal and herb bath again; I’ve missed it terribly! Not to worry,” she stated, handing the cookie plate around again, “It will be here soon enough!” With that she stood up and went over to her writing desk. As she approached it, she seemed to stare at the wall for a moment before grabbing onto the writing desk to steady herself.
“Holy webs!” she said quietly.
“Are you alright dear?” said Florrel, standing up to catch her if she fell.
“Well I’m not sure.” she said, with an uncertain look on her face. It was as if I lacked energy for a moment there. I’m sure I’ll be alright,” she said, still holding on to the desk.
“By the way Florrel, Elm said he was popping in today if you would like to catch up with him.”
“That would be nice. Malley is at the tea garden. I could send for him to come when…”
Before she could finish what she was saying there was a knock at the door.
“Well, that must be Elm!” said Yellow Flower, and went to the door, to find, not Elm the wizard, but a very tall nut man. He wasn’t from around the tree; that was obvious. He was created from a huge blackbean seedpod, which was quite bulbous in two places and his head was a blackbean seed with a funny nose. He had strong, lanky legs, long arms and huge feet. His hair was floaty, and there was lots of it, and he had tied it into a ponytail at the back. He wore a pair of overalls made from brownish leaves and had a huge stick cocoon for a shoulder bag. His short tail curled up slightly, protruding from his overalls.
“G’day!” he said happily, his voice deep and friendly. “Me name’s Blacko!” And he shook her hand in a business like manner. “I do believe I have something you have been waiting patiently for, you being, Yellow Flower?”
“Yes! My bathing pod! Oh Blacko! Welcome! You must have had a long journey.” she replied, leading him to a place in the garden where he could sit comfortably. Florrel and Sky heard the conversation and came out to see the new pod and the man who was delivering it.
They were introduced and sat on the mushrooms around the garden table as Florrel poured Blacko a drink.
“Actually it was a much longer journey than I expected. All sorts of things went wrong on the way, hey! My transport Albatross got cut short. The poor old dear got crook on the way from New South Wales from the pollution! I had to get another one for all the gear I had to deliver. I had a large boat in amongst the load also and it took me a day, but I found some help and got it loaded again. Then there was a freak storm, and I lost one of the bathing pods!”
“No! You poor thing!” said Yellow Flower, sympathising with him.
“But it’s all right; it was only a sample anyway. I have yours right near the garden gate.”
Yellow Flower smiled at him in anticipation, but continued the conversation to allow Blacko to finish his drink.
“So how are things in your part of Australia Blacko?” she asked.
“Pretty good. Can’t complain, they keep me busy and that’s how I like it. Hey! I tell you what. Something big is happening in the forests in Queensland though! The energy has dropped considerably, nature folk are losing their powers, animals are getting sick and frogs are disappearing! So I guess things aren’t so good environmentally.”
“Oh how awful!” the three ladies all said together in horror.
“Yeah!” he said, casually nodding his head. “It’s not looking good. They’re chopping down the forests faster than we can move our people! It’s getting really difficult. There is a conference to talk about the situation if any of your folk want to join in. I guess we could do with as much help as we can get!”
He took a long well earned drink out of his large gumnut mug.
“Oh yes, well I would definitely be interested in that!” replied Yellow Flower, wide eyed. “Perhaps once we have the bathing pod inside, we can talk about the matter further.”
“No worries there. I’ll just go back and grab it, you make sure there’s a space for me to put it down and we’re right.” He got up and headed for the garden gate.
Yellow Flower was excited about her bathing pod, but more concerned with what was happening to the Nutleys and folk of the trees. She was hearing more and more things that weren’t really supposed to be happening, and she herself felt way out of whack. There was definitely something unusual going on.
Sky was horrified to hear what her fellow humans were doing all in the name of money. It was obviously hurting the people of the trees far more than even they realised. Not to mention the damage caused by the loss of forests everywhere! ‘It’s so silly,’ she thought as she looked at these magnificent creations of life, ‘to think that they are destroying the air that keeps us alive and yet they manage to allow it to happen. What happens when they’ve cut the last tree down? What then?’ She stared at the floor almost in shame, thinking about the consequences of people’s ignorant actions.
Before they took another step, a rumble was heard and they watched a cup on the table wobble slightly.
Suddenly, the whole place shook around them. Pots fell over, leaves and nuts showered them all and birds took off with fright from the foliage. They all fell about losing their balance, ending up on the floor. Then just as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped, leaving them all shaken and bewildered.

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