Etwas the Elf

Etwas the Elf
Our heroine, photo by Maia Ycot

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Etwas and the peaceful evening

Once upon a time, Etwas the Elf was running through the forests of tall grass, under the canopies of clover and around the stems of tall flowers when nothing happened at all.  It was sunset and the world was at peace with the nocturnal animals waiting for their time to start and the diurnal animals waiting for time to sleep and the warm earth waiting for snow.  The wind was still and the trees were quiet and the sun left a dark orange assurance of new days to come.

Etwas sat and silently wondered if her cousin Eamon was about and what kind of trouble they could get into later.

And ever since then, Etwas takes the quiet times when they come and tugs on their tails.


  1. "Thanksgiving is an emotional holiday. People travel thousands of miles to be with people they only see once a year. And then discover once a year is way too often."
    -Johnny Carson

  2. Ariel, the small mercies are the sincerest ones, I think.

    Karen, Carson was kind of an insincere cynic, wasn't he? Happy Thanksgiving.