Y.... BECAUSE IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!! PLEASE JOIN ME FOR A PIECE OF VIRTUAL CAKE.... O CALORIES!

Today I step over to another decade in my life. I have learned many many things over the course of my like and I hope to learn even more in my remaining years. If we don't keep learning and growing we will become stale and obsolete. So my advice to all of you my wonderful blogging friends, keep your minds and hearts open, so we can all grow together.

As promised in yesterdays' post I have a scrumptious birthday cake for all of you to partake in. There is enough plenty for everyone and even seconds so did in! You will not gain an once! Happy birthday to my fellow Taurus' and for the others who share my birthday. I know of at least four others. I also have another charming flash fiction piece for you. Take a piece of cake and I hope you enjoy reading it as you are munching. Only one more A-Z post left.... 

Here's you piece!

Moist, humid air surrounds a treeless lake where a delicate fairy plants the tiniest of seeds into the fertile ground. Bright sunlight illuminates the platinum in her hair. She flutters to another spot a few feet away from the first and plants another seed.

She looks up in wonder at the sheer expanse of the shimmering water. “Why me?” Her eyes dart across the water. “This is such a monumental task for one little fairy,” she squeaks.

As brilliant orange, pink, magenta, and indigo streaks the sky, the fairy smoothes her hand over the final seed. “Until tomorrow.” She wipes her dirty hands on her muddy tunic and buzzes toward her home in the tropical forest located a few miles away.

Hours later, a band of light pierces the sky as the tiny fairy lands at the edge of the lake. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out an ancient reed punched with five holes.

“Oh Mother Earth please except my song,

My kind has played this reed so long.

For it is a fairy’s destiny,

My heart is humbled as you can see.”

She lifts the reed and plays a high-pitched tune. Over and over the melody never falters as one by one each seed sprouts a fine emerald stem.

Upon each minute the sprout grows strong and thickens with a dark, gnarly bark. Wooden fingers stretch to the sun as thousands of bright emerald leaves pop into sight.

A proud smile crosses her face, and with the last blow, bright, lemon-yellow petals twist and curl into a star. She drops the reed back into her pocket and inhales a cleansing breath. An intoxicating aroma, similar to Jasmine, wafts through the trees.

A buzzing sound echoes across the lake. The fairy watches with determination as her mentor approaches. She inspects every bark, branch, and petal. With a motherly smile, she flits over to the little fairy.

“My dear, no Ylang Ylang tree grove has ever looked or smelled sweeter. You pass!”