Pixabeille, the fairy

Up to the last days we didn't see much of Pixabeille in Plumpiemousie, she's always hiding in queer corners...

I was reading poetry last night and found a text that suits her perfectly...I love that little fairy she's so cute, nature, always ready to help...just have to call her, no need to shout, call her with your heart...she comes, always smiling...

The fairy by Padraig O'Connor

Discovered on the tip of my nose this morning was a fairy.'

Hello, I'm a fairy, ' said the fairy.'

I don't believe in you, ' I said.'

I believe in you, ' she said and off she flew

Into the blue blue afternoon she flew-

A new one, a new one, afternoon...

'I'm not real! ' she said in flight, 'I'm a creature of your mind.'

'I'm not real! ' she said in fright, 'I'm of the artists' replikind:

A flutterby,

A blend of pretty things you find.'

Indeed a cluttered fluttered mind

To Edelweiss and idleby,

But was it just a butterfly?

I wonder. ...