green is king factory

10.12.12 ~ Old Lyme, Connecticut
The Green Is King Factory created by Tammi & Sean Flynn ~ 10.12.12 ~ Old Lyme, Connecticut

The Moss family loves everything green. Kelly and Hunter and their children Willow and Sage own the Green Is King Factory. They turn their precious blue and yellow finds into, you guessed it, green. It’s hard to keep up with the demand. Artists use a lot of green! From the gentle yellow-green buds of spring to the deep shades of the forest, the Moss family can have an artist’s favorite green within 24 hours (and yes, express delivery is available).
~ Wee Faerie Village: Land of Picture Making

10.12.12 ~ Old Lyme, Connecticut
10.12.12 ~ Old Lyme, Connecticut

So, the wondrous fairies have a factory in their village, too! Did you notice the cog railway for bringing the yellow down to the factory?

10.12.12 ~ Old Lyme, Connecticut
10.12.12 ~ Old Lyme, Connecticut

What a blessing our in-home caregiver, Chelsea, has turned out to be! She spent Monday in the hospital keeping Auntie company. Thank you so much, Chelsea! You are truly a godsend!

On a somber note, I received some sad news yesterday, my cousin Matt called to let me know that his mother, my Aunt Betty, died unexpectedly Friday evening. She had enjoyed her last day of life, taking a wonderful long walk with her husband, my Uncle Dave, and seemed fine. But after dinner she collapsed and the paramedics were summoned – she was 80 years old. Matt and I talked for over an hour on the phone, shedding a few tears and sending hugs back and forth, sharing what happy memories came into our minds. Tim & I had sent her some organic roses in May for her 80th birthday and she told us their fragrance reminded her of romantic rose gardens from the past on Cape Cod. Aunt Betty was a woman of strong faith, a lovely, gracious, lady.

If I were to walk this way
Hand in hand with Grief,
I should mark that maple-spray
Coming into leaf.
I should note how the old burrs
Rot upon the ground.
Yes, though Grief should know me hers
While the world goes round,
It could not in truth be said
This was lost on me:
A rock-maple showing red,
Burrs beneath a tree.
~ Edna St. Vincent Millay
(The Wood Road)

14 thoughts on “green is king factory”

    1. Thank you for the hugs, Val. It is a lovabe gnarly old tree. 🙂 I wonder what it thinks about the fairy family business clinging to its trunks…

  1. I’m so sorry for your loss, Barbara.

    I somehow lost my subscription to your blog although I didn’t realize it until now. I thought maybe you were on a long blog break and that was the reason for no emails announcing new posts. Glad to see you’re still here. I’ll come back tomorrow to get caught up.

    1. Thank you, Robin, and it’s nice to have you here again. There are so many mysteries surrounding blog subscriptions that I’ve given up trying to figure out what makes them disappear from time to time. I blame the cyber sprites and try to appease them as much as I can. 🙂

    1. Thank you, Sheryl. Edna St. Vincent Millay is one of my favorite poets since my teenage years. Once I was visiting a friend in Camden, Maine and found a statue of her near the harbor. I’d love to go back there some day…

  2. My condolences for your loss Barbara. It’s hard for the family when someone passes away so suddenly and you don’t have time to say goodbye. I’m glad you were able to grieve with your cousin.
    Nice poem.

    1. Thank you so much, Rosie. It’s probably not good to admit this, but I feel so jaded by all the slow, painful and lingering deaths I’ve had to witness and cope with over the years that I can’t help regarding a sudden death as a blessing. It made me happy that Aunt Betty enjoyed her last day of life so fully. If we tell our loved ones what they mean to us often, we don’t have to worry about them dying before we’ve told them the most important things about our feelings for them. Uncle Dave always referred to Aunt Betty as his “lovely bride.”

  3. So sorry for your loss, Barbara … my mom lost her two last sisters suddenly this year … your words and the poem were quite moving.

    I am catching up, as you see, but am loving all your fairy posts!

    1. I’m sorry for the loss of your aunts, too, and my heart goes out to your mother. I can’t imagine how awful it will be if my sister goes before I do… I think there will a few more fairy house posts here and there – it’s so hard not to include all them!

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