So it's the first official day of summer. The summer solstice. Alban Heruin. Light of the Shore. Coamhain. Litha. And a bunch of other names for similar celebrations of the longest day of the year. I for one won't have an all-night bonfire going in the backyard. But I'll be on the lookout for fairies, rumored to have the power to travel freely between their world and ours on this one night a year. If they should trick you into eating their food, you're doomed to serve them for eternity.
Perhaps that would be better, though, than my current plans for eternity?
Probably.
Bring on the fairy food.
How do you serve fairies? Do you polish their little wings and sprinkle dust on them and fix their hair up in all these beautiful buns and pony-tails with curls and glitter?
I mean, I could do that.
Posted by: Bekah | Tuesday, June 21, 2005 at 08:27 PM
I might be in trouble. I woke up with a taste like cat shit in my mouth this morning... and we don't have a cat. So... what does fairy food taste like, again???
Posted by: scorpy | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 08:53 AM
Um, I'd just like to know how Scorpy knows what cat shit tastes like...
Posted by: Bekah | Wednesday, June 22, 2005 at 01:22 PM
Well, have you ever had your breath taken away by a cat yawning into your face? Literally can. not. breathe.?
I have. It's the stench. And I imagine, if their breath can get that bad, what must the other end smell like? Make sense?
Posted by: scorpy | Thursday, June 23, 2005 at 02:01 PM