Christmas passed, New Years, Valentine’s Day, Birthday, and even the end of her marathon race where “he” greeted her as she crossed the finish line dressed as a happy cloud passed. No ring, no proposal and more anticipation ahead. “He” had declared his love in their yearlong courtship, he had bought a house with property and was working hard to completely renovate it, but still there was no firm, visible commitment for her to show. When she got her new position at work, he surprised her by bringing a picture of the two of them together for her desk and placed it strategically so the “wolves would know she had someone.” She thought a ring would have given even a stronger message, but he just smiled his knowing, aggravating, yet captivating smile.
“He” has a rather eccentric grandmother who is rather “spoiled” by her husband of more than fifty years. Her hubby indulges her whim to have a “Fairy Tree Garden” that is surrounded by 96 feet of marbled fence, 17 strands of multi-colored solar night-lights flashing and twinkling all night, and various small venue storytelling sets, which are dedicated to revealing the fairies stories in the “Cleft in the Tree Shelter” for Fairies. (i.e. Fairy library, nursery, unicorn stables, a “Swinery-winery”, and a collection totaling about thirty displays with stories.)
There is even a formal tour you take when first you visit. One of the “rituals” is to ring the sleigh bells waking the fairies. The fairies then place fairy dust in a special dispenser, and if you BELIEVE, you make a fervent wish and toss the fairy dust into the air so it lands on your head and covers you with its magic. This young woman, while visiting in Iowa from Wisconsin, faithfully toured and wished a wish she told no one about, especially “Him”. Not that it would have been hard to figure out her most fervent desire.
Weeks later she and her very special “He” visited the grandmother and grandfather together. Before they arrived they had a big day in Green Lake, Wisconsin, then drove to Iowa.
They had a lazy day and night just talking, eating mounds of whipped crème on their angel food cake with strawberries, and reminiscing with the grandparents about their lives “in the good ole’ days”.
The next day, they went on a 3 mile run on a beautiful, perfect, Iowa day choosing to run the bike path along the mighty Mississippi River, where curiously, it runs east and west instead of the usual north and south. This was accomplished despite storm warnings which faded completely to the surprise of the grandparents. Of course there was that nap on the couch they took due to falling asleep during their animated conversation after the run in the high humidity.
The grandparents then welcomed their granddaughter and her friend who arrived on a trip to Oklahoma and of course the commotion of the four soon had the couple awake. Seeing her brother and his girlfriend just added energy to the visit as they enjoyed the treat from Grandpa of the area’s premier pizza.
It was then Grandma Lady announced she wanted to give the granddaughter’s guest and her grandson the formal tour of the Fairy Tree Garden and emphasized that you are never too young or old for fairies and believing in them is part of the magic in life. The group exited the house into the Fairy garden where Grandma Lady was able to join in by riding on her beautiful Oklahoma Sooner colored electric scooter accompanied by her ever present caretaker, grandpa. She quickly organized the group and they began the formal tour by shaking the sleigh bells and all getting the fairy dust in their hands, closing their eyes, and then tossing the silver fairy dust into the air to “seal” the wish.
The next step was to follow the drawbridge to open the medieval door that led into a cleft in the tree. There they would retrieve what turned out to be 4 letters from the fairies. The letters were given to Grandma Lady who looked at the names and selected one. She handed it to her Grandson who was instructed to read it out loud. While he read it he found out the fairies had given him a new name, Kalen, which is a Warrior fairy who protects all the fairies. He survived with “embarrassment, laughing” and then Grandma Lady gave him a letter for his girl-friend who was enjoying his embarrassment.
She opened her letter and it said, “YOU DO NOT GET A FAIRY NAME, BECAUSE YOU ALREADY HAVE A NEW NAME COMING; MRS. “PUTTY HENSLER” (The grandson’s nickname.) First she looked confused, then laughed that it was his nickname from babyhood, then a stunned look came over her when she saw him drop to his knees in the darkness of the Fairy Garden, open a ring box, and begin his proposal. She could not believe it and kept saying over and over, “No this isn’t for real. Are you really?” and over and over as we all laughed.
Where was grandpa in all of this? He and his grandson were in “cahoots” about the surprise and he was the one who sneaked the ring in the ring box out to the proposal site, handed it off to Gma Lady, who handed it off to the grandson, while the “fiance’ to be” was reading her letter from the Fairies.