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5/20/2026

Recap from Hazelwyn and Roselie's visit to the library --"I do, especially with the help of Arnie who is now a Finder of Lost Things instead of being a Borrower of others Things," Hazelwyn answered Roslie's question. "It is important to locate the hut and find the door key to it as well."

Whose hut? The first Dreamweaver's hut and who better to help them find a missing hut and key than Arnie, the Finder of Lost Things. It didn't take long for Hazelwyn and Roslie to run Arnie down. Arnie isn't the only one that can find things, but they were surprised by Arnie's request.

"I am willing to help you," replied Arnie as she raised her hands to show she understood Hazelwyn and Roslie's request but knew there was going to be more to it. This was not going to be a simple finding of a small lost item. "But my "finder's tingly senses" tell me we need to go to Awena and the Sleeping Sisters first."

"After all, with this month not only having a New Moon in it but also a Blue Moon she might be helpful to us," Arnie continued.

Seeing a look of confusion on both of them, Arnie continued. "I mean to say who is better to help us understand the meaning of the Blue Moon than the Sleeping Sisters and who better to help us in the Sleeping Sisters' inner sanctum than Awena, the Sleeping Sister's mystic?" Nodding their heads in agreement since they did not have a better plan, Hazelwyn asked when could Arnie start. "Right now is as good as any," she answered. "I carry everything I need with me."

As Arnie, Hazelwyn, and Roslie left to go to the Sleeping Sister's Tree House hidden in the Mushroom patch, Roslie asked "Who is this Awena?"

"I don't know her well," answered Arnie, "But I know she was instrumental in helping our young Dragon friend, Hungry, evolve into the Moon Dragon he became."

"Also she 'sees' things and I hope she can tell us more about these Dream Weavers. After all, her Order of the Sleeping Sisters goes way back to the beginning of the Realm of Wymsy and I hope she will share some of that knowledge," continued Arnie.

To read the special subscriber only edition of "The Mystery of the Blue Rose" click the image.

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Time for...

5/14/2026

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Time for this adventure to come to an end. It has been quite the experience beginning with the MIDA 90th Event in Fortress Basso and then putting on our own International Art Doll Registry Art Doll Convention at the Hotel Albani Firenze here in Florence Italy.

In spite of the rain, two protests, and an airline strike, it is now time to leave for home where I can put up my feet - or not. *lol*

Goodbyes are always hard to do. This year is no different. It was fun to meet up with ladies I meet last year and make new friends this year. It always warms my heart when new members come up to tell me how much they feel like they have joined a new family who loves dolls and that they feel so welcome by everyone.

Now we take a short break and then begin again the planning for the IADR Art Doll 2027 Convention. That is after I check out how the faeries have been behaving while I have been gone and how tall they let my grass grow.

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Strange Going Ons...

5/6/2026

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Rinaldo Sgranocchiaferro (The Iron-nibbler) and Giuliano Fortebaffo (Strong-whiskered) were pulling guard duty again outside the Fortezza da Basso when Rinaldo asked Giuliano about all the strange goings on the past week. "Did you see that booth with all the beautiful ladies and magical creations in it?"

"Yes," answered Giuliano, "Especially the strange one that came from an unusual place called Montana. She said that Montana means "mountainous" and a lot of Fae live where she lives. She called herself a Dreamweaver, whatever that means."

"She went on to explain she spins fairytales out of dreams and wishes. Almost like that Cinderella story that we heard about from cousin Taddeo Codefiero (Proud-tailed)."

When Rinaldo looked confused for a moment, Giuliano continued, "You know, the one that took the job of pulling a pumpkin coach one night for some beautiful princess."

Not to be outdone, Rinaldo decided to tell Giuliano about a stranger he had met as well. "While making my rounds, I met a funny looking frog in the library who wears glasses and reads!" replied Rinaldo. "Though he prefer to call himself a Bibliophile Amphibian. He even has a long distance relative that is famous from some story about willow trees and the wind. How strange is that?"

While our stalwart guards were discussing all the goings on at the Fortress, our Amphibian friend decided to take a 'leap of faith'. He had been invited to journey to this strange land of Montana and make it his new forever home. I think it was something about a large library there that cinched the deal.

Lesley and Mario

Here is the artist, Mario, who creates these frogs and book mice. He even goes one step further by making the box/home look like a book from the outside too.

The Realm of Wymsy is an original storyline by Shawn and Lesley Duthie.

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Strange New World...

4/29/2026

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One moment I was getting my "face on" - that is what it is called when one tries to look beautiful with a little face paint, then the next thing I know I am waking up in a strange land.

Now Dreamweavers are weavers of dreams, so it isn't too unusual for us to experience new lands as we help those find their dreams. But this experience did seem to have a lot of rushing and swearing to it when things didn't turn quite out the way "we" expected. But that all calmed down once I put my clothes on *laughing*...

This land I am in is beautiful and very warm right now. I seem to be surrounded by others too that are the results of dreams and inspiration, so I am in very good company.

There is a lot of excitement and people walking around coming to visit with us. They don't know I am silently observing them and wishing them good days as I sit here spinning my fairy tale on my bobbin.

I keep hearing the word MIDA and that we are being held in an exciting place called the Fortress of Basso. Oh, the history here and the magic is energetic indeed.

Then it sounds like after this great adventure I'll be off to another one with these new friends I am making.

So exciting when life feels like a fairy tale come true.

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Mooned!!!

4/21/2026

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Oh, these little scamps think it is hilarious running around the house with no clothes on!

With them being Moon Babies they really think it is down right belly grabbing laughable that they are "mooning me" (showing their cute little behinds to me) while having me chase them to get some clothes on them.

Almost getting the feeling I am dealing with Thing 1 and Thing 2 from the Cat in the Hat series.

Especially as they haven't shared their names with me, other than Moonie 1 and Moonie 2. It has something to do about the connection they share with the fairy tale that was born when they were "born". I think that when their fairy tale becomes more of a tale shared, then they will share their name.

In the meantime, I was able to finally get Moonie 1 to sit still long enough to get some clothes on him and add some hair to his sweet face. Here he is hanging out with his new friend, Dawg. He does like to curl up around him when he sits still long enough.

I had to laugh here too as when I was putting hair on Moonie 1, I couldn't resist adding this little curl. Whenever I do this little "touch" to my doll, I hear my mother in my head repeating this poem to me.

"There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid."
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Well I wouldn't say "horrid" but certainly curious and mischievious. Now off to see what I can do with Moonie 2.

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Where to look???

4/15/2026

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Hazelwyn was still a little shaken by her experience while reading that rare book with Roslie. She was still working it out in her head as they came back from their mystical trip and seeing the first dreamweaver.

She noticed that Roslie was not having the same thoughts. It appeared that she was excited to see where this adventure was going to take her as she began gathering up the cups and food wrapping from the Sugar Plum Bakery.

"Hazelwyn, who is this Arnie and what is it that you expect them to do?" she asked.
"Let's go to my home, Roslie," replied Hazelwyn. "We can talk better there," she said while she silently thought to herself "and in privacy".

As Roslie and Hazelwyn went to leave the library, Hazelwyn took a quick look over her shoulder before leaving the building. "It never hurts to be aware of who is watching, let alone listening," she thought to herself. Not seeing anyone paying any attention to them, she turned and followed Roslie out of the library doors and into the street to see if they could locate a Finder.

In the meantime while Roslie and Hazelwyn begin looking for Arnie, I have a new DreamWeaver to bring into the story.

Now I am not a big fan of AI (artifical intelligence), as most of us artist feel it can stifle creativity. I choose to use AI as a "tool" and not the "answer". Meaning that it can be used for inspiration when it takes me to places or to creatures I might not have explored or known before.

In this case, it was something about those long ears that I could see might be a challenge for me to sculpt. I fell in love them on this Elderly Fae. Would I even be able to get them out of the mold, since I like working in porcelain? I didn't know, but the first challenge was to begin the process of bringing her to life through my sculpting. After several sessions, I was pleased with how she turned out. Now to the mold stage I go. Will she make it?

While we are waiting to see if my new creation will make it through the mold stage - back to my "policy" on AI. To read more - click here to see my take on using it. The only other thing I will add is that I do use some AI and several other graphic art programs to help in creating pictures for my storytelling (which the story is never done with AI), so that you experience a unique "peek into" their world. Without some computer magic, their story might not reach as many who need a touch of whimsy in their lives.

Roslie

To read more about Roslie - click here.

Dreamweaver WIP

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What is Revealed...

4/8/2026

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"Those crumpets were delicious Roslie," Hazelwyn said with another swipe of her tongue over her lips as she tried to catch each tasty morsel. "Now it is time to get back to my research." As Hazelwyn said this a small cool breeze entered the room. Just the type of breeze that sends a slight chill down the back of the neck.

Hazelwyn returned to the book she had been reading as Roslie moved closer to see. "It says here that Hag was of the Moon and the Stars. The other Guardian was of the Earth and Woods. It took her magic and feminine arts with his male brawn and... " as Hazelwyn paused in her recital as Roslie did a little giggle. "Do you see what else she wrote?" Roslie asked. Before Hazelwyn could answer, she continued "It said and I quote, 'should I say little thought to help open the doors to our Realm.' Apparently Hag has a slight ego about her importance in the plot of things."

No sooner than Roslie finished saying those words, a great gust of cold wind came through the room. Both Hazelwyn and Roslie looked at each other wondering who would have opened a window, especially in the restricted area of the library.

Suddenly the book began to glow and the wind rippled the pages of the book before them. Immediately the Spinning Wheel image began spinning and then it unexpectedly jumped off the pages of the book.

As the Spinning Wheel twisted and turned, it finally landed in a strange room along with Hazelwyn and Roslie who had been sucked into the room with it. The two sat in a corner of the room and stared at what was happening before them as if they were in a dream.

Before them they could see an old woman puttering around in her small kitchen. Then they heard the knock.

A younger woman entered the hut and Hag spun her a tale and a dream. To discover what that tale was click here. After Hag gave the woman her dream, instantly Hazelwyn and Roslie were back in the library. A little shaken and windblown, Roslie looked around the room and whispered to the other, "What just happened?"

In awe and also in some shock, Hazelwyn replied, "We just saw the dream that created our world. That was a portal in time that was opened for us to see."

"I know that Hag is no longer in that hut," Hazelwyn said, "But I have a feeling we are suppose to find that hut again."

"Do you think we could?" asked Roslie.

"I do, especially with the help of Arnie who is now a Finder of Lost Things instead of being a Borrower of Others Things," Hazelwyn answered. "It is important to locate the hut and find the door key to it as well."

"Well, in that case, let's get started," Roslie said as she picked up the dirty dishes from their light treat. "Just where do we find this Arnie?" she asked.

Roslie of the Roses

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Arnie, the Finder

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I Bring...

4/1/2026

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"Yooohhoo," Roslie said in a loud whisper. After all, she was in a library and you don't just go around shouting even if you are carrying some goodies.

Hazelwyn looked up from the book she had been delving into for the past half hour to see if the library clerk had finally showed up. Deciding the best way to know was to take a short break and find out who was making all the noise - especially in the Restricted Area of the library. Coming around the corner she was met with a surprise.

"Hi," said Roslie. "What an amazing library this is." All that Hazelwyn could focus on was the tea in Roslie's hand and that she was holding a bag from the Sugar Plum Bakery. "What are you doing here?" Hazelwyn asked. Roslie smiled as she replied, "I overheard an anxious library clerk placing an order for you and thought I would help out. He seemed to be quite nervous, like he never has left the library building before. So yes, I have some tea and crumpets for us to share. What are you working on?" she asked curiously.

"You are a life saver, Roslie but I must get back to my research," Hazelwyn told her as she reached for the sweets Roslie had brought. She then turned around to return to the book she had left open on the table.

Roslie followed Hazelywn to the table and seeing the ancient book, she read upside down the name on the page that it was open to, "Hag, the Dream Weaver". With an eagerness to her voice and a touch of meddling thrown in, Roslie asked, "Who was she and what is a Dream Weaver?"

Hazelwyn looked up at Roslie and asked "Will you keep what I tell you to yourself? Not share it with anyone, even your sisters the Roses? Cross your toes and bite your nails?" Roslie looked back at Hazelwyn raising her hand as she replied. "I will not tell a soul, or a bump in the night, or a living thing! Now who is this Hag?"

"From the Tales of the Old Ones," Hazelwyn lowered her voice as she pointed to the image on the page. It is said that Hag was an Elf of the Hawthorn Woods. She was called the 'Weaver of Tales, Spinner of the fabric of Dreams and the Guardian of The Veil between the Worlds'. I even read she loved sitting in the space of Between and Betwixt and drinking her favorite tea of Dreamwhisper Chamomile & Moonpetals. It was there, according to the Old Tales, that the Realms of our Worlds was created."

"Wow!" Roslie said. "Oh, I want to help. If I keep the crumpet and tea supply available, will you let me assist you in learning more about the Dream Weavers and Hag?" Reaching for one of the crumpets, Hazelwyn knew that Roslie could be a valuable ally.

Taking a bite of the crumpet, then swallowing, she reached for the cup of tea. With the cup in her hand, she raise it as offering a toast and said, "We will drink to our new friendship and mission."

Rose, the older sister

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Rosie, the other sister

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Once in a...

3/25/2026

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Hazelwyn quickly left Snoop's office and started towards the local library.

"Oh darn, I am really going to miss out on those crumpets, aren't I? But to write a story like this about Dream Weavers is a once in a lifetime opportunity," Hazelwyn muttered to herself.

Re-adjusting her shoulder bag across her shoulders she continued her trek over to the Village's library. She knew what she was looking for was going to be in the very restricted area.

After climbing up all the stairs to get the upper floor to the Restricted Area, she still had to get through the huge locked iron doors. With a wave of her hand (and a little help of a pixie's key from a Borrower) she quickly opened the gates. "Sure is helpful knowing a former Borrower. They are the best source for finding those hard to locate keys. Course it's helpful too knowing that Arnie likes a crumpet now and then too," smiled Hazelwyn as she continued down a hallway towards the oldest books in the back of the library.

"Why, oh why, do they always have these precious books sitting in the dark?" Hazelwyn grumbled. "I would think the library's magical budget could afford some special lighting back here. Afterall, these books need to feel still wanted and not ignored."

With that thought, Hazelwyn came around the corner and found the book she was looking for. There was a slight "pull" when she reached for the book. The feeling was like her hand had been asleep and was just now getting that tingley feeling back into it.

Ever so gently Hazelwyn picked up the ancient book, gliding her hand over the cover and proceeded to open it.

The magical energy of the book tried to pix-late Hazelwyn in protection. When Hazelwyn felt this confusion and sense of being lost, she knew she needed to concentrate harder to succeed in finding what she wanted. "Oh, what I would give now for a Sugar Plum crumpet and a hot cup of tea!" she said in frustration. "They would surely help me focus on my job here."

Just when Hazelwyn was about to give up, the book revealed just what she was looking for, Hag the first Dream Weaver. "I am really going to need my crumpet now," Hazelwyn thought to herself. "I wonder if I can bribe a library clerk to do a run for me?" she murmured to herself as she took the ancient book and set it down on a table in the room so she could see what she had in her bag to bribe a clerk with.

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Arnie the Borrower

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Dream Weavers...

3/18/2026

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Hazelwyn could almost taste those crumpets that she enjoyed so well from the Sugar Plum Bakery. "It will be nice talking to a new fae in town and making a new friend," she thought knowing she would be meeting Roslie later at the most popular place in the Village on the Wall.

"Though I can't go there until I drop my 'juicy' column off about Dragonfaust Day," Hazelwyn muttered to herself as she continued into the office of Snoop, the editor of the local newspaper called the Bellwether. "Here it is, Boss. The best article I have written yet. That hullabaloo Lallan created with dragging Seamus over the line after this many years was hilarious!"

"Now I'm off to eat some delicious crumpets, Boss. Enjoy reading my column," said Hazelwyn has she handed her article to Snoop then turned to the doorway. "WAIT!" Snoop said strongly. "I have something else for you to research," waving his hands over the papers on his desk as he looked for something buried there.

Hazelwyn turned and stood in front of Snoop's desk, waiting for him to continue while her patience wore thin as he kept digging. After all, those crumpets were the best in the land and were calling her name and she was hungry. With a few more shuffles of the papers on his desk, Snoop pulled up a one scrap. "Here it is!" he said with a touch of wonder that he always felt when he could find anything on his desk.

"You have heard about these new Moon Babies being born, right?" asked Snoop. Before she could answer he continued, "Guess the new arrival of our friend, Dree, the Moon Dragon, was timely. Who knew how badly we needed this new belief in Fairytales, Magic and Happy Endings. It is so easy to take things for granted until they are gone."

"Though from what I am hearing from the Twitter Birds and along the Mushroom Line, is that there are more moon babies being born then even the Council of Luminosity can handle."

"Who told you that?" Hazelwyn asked. "You know you need creditable resources before you can go around with rumors like that? You aren't printing that in this edition are you?"

E'luminosity (Ellie)

With a slight bow to his head, Snoop replied. "Well, Ellie might have let it slip that she and Meerher have been busy as Thimblehoppers rushing and hopping around to keep up with the babies' demands. And no, I am not putting this in this issue of the Bellwether."

"But this is the thread of gossip I need you to follow up on," lowering his voice Snoop whispered, "I heard because of this great demand, the Powers that Be are summoning a Dream Weaver!"

"Wow," thought Hazelwyn. There hasn't been a Dream Weaver in the Realms since Hag left many eons ago. Almost like at the beginning of time when the Realms came into being. This would be one delicious scoop indeed! "I wonder if the Sugar Plum makes crumpets to go," thought Hazelwyn as she started out on her new assignment.