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Researching...

5/7/2025

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Passporte' knew  he needed to update his journal as there has been a lot of research and information he needed to jot down - especially regarding the Dragons.
With the Dragons returning that was reason enough to make a new journal entry, but with all the new developments such as the agents from SPICE, this new drink called 'Ambrosia', and the discovery of the World of Whispers, this was juicy gossip indeed!
When first opening his book of course it fell open to his favorite characters, the Brownies, that he has run across in his many travels.

No one could cook cookies like Granny Flare (nor keep a home clean).
Then Passporte' continued to turn the pages of his journal until he reached the section he had created about what he was learning about Dragons.

It was this last entry that he now placed in his book that gave him pause.
As he finished writing the last few words, he muttered to himself, "Yes, I need to do a lot more research regarding this Moon Dragon.  I am hearing the words whispered in the winds too often, especially in regard to this Aralt character also.  I think I will need to share a tankard of Tee-Hee Brew with him and see what he has to say.  As a Herald to Dragons, he might say something interesting.  Maybe this time I can out scoop Snoop and he will have to publish something I write on the cover of the Bellwether."
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To Give Thanks...

11/27/2024

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Even with the concerns for the future with the Dragons returning, the fall harvest was still gathered and the traditional harvest meal was being prepared.  This is a time for the folk who live in the Realm of Wymsy to come together and share in the bounty that was available to them both from the magics of the realm and what they had spent the seasons cultivating.  
​What was special about this year's celebration was that the Baron and his mother, the dowager Griselda, were hosting the Harvest Event at the Baron's Mansion.
As the Baron was discussing the seating arrangements with Snoop since both were nobility in their own ways, the dowager was directing their servants Fiddlefaddle and Sneefle in their duties.  "Now don't forget, today you will be serving our guests more than you will be catering to my son's or my needs," she reminded them over and over again.   
Both of them just smiled as they were already well aware that they would have to keep an eye on the Baron and his mother.  Knowing that if they were happy with the event, then so would be the servants.  "Besides, after it is over I might even get a day off to put up my sore feet," thought Fiddlefaddle to himself.  ​
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Meanwhile, Granny Flare was busy in the kitchens in the back of the mansion making sure that everything would be ready for the feast.  As she checked each item as it was prepared, Gardner was bringing in the fresh vegetables and fruit that he had grown specially for just this occasion.  "Here is the last of it," he told Granny as he set the heavy crate down on the kitchen floor.  "Is there anything else you need brought in?" he asked as he stood besides a large boiling pot and enjoying the wonderous aroma that it was making.  Granny just smiled as she gave him a couple of the hot pumpkin spice cookies that had just come out of an oven and shooed him outside as she told him to come back in a couple of hours.  "By then I will know if I need anything else," she told him.
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"Being a king doesn't seem to give to many benefits," thought Dulbbe as he was busy scrubbing the dirty pots and pans. Then just as soon as he was finished with them, Granny Flare would send someone over to take them so she could start cooking something else.  That someone was usually Queen Ffion who the Troll King had a crush on... "Well, there are a few perks," he told himself as he kept scrubbing with a little smile.  
In the grand ballroom Efem, Cornelia, Parsley, and Nemmer were busy cleaning and setting up the decorations.  The dusty mytes were being extra careful (and under the watchful eye of Nemmer) to only suck in the dust as they cleaned instead of blowing any out.  "All we need is for them to make everyone forget today," Nemmer thought as he kept one eye on them while he was helping with the decorations. 
And finally, there were many more helping outside in preparing for the arrival of those who were invited.  Since everyone in the Realm was on the guest list except for the Wysps  (who would show up invited or not if whoever held the leadership stick felt like it), that meant that a lot of chairs, tables, and tenting was needing to be setup.  Dewin, the wizard, was using his magic to have the folding chairs unfold and stand up where he directed while Scarlet was watching over the Nytemares as they dragged in the tables and large tents.   
So, as all of those who live in the Realm of Wymsy prepare for this thanksgiving feast, we at MisPlace Dolls would like to thank all of you on this Thanksgiving Holiday as we come together to celebrate. 
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Happy Thanksgiving!
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Spring Cleaning...

3/13/2024

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​For most, Spring cleaning starts when Spring arrives - but not for all.  Brownies approach cleaning a little differently being part of the Old Race.  For one thing, Brownies still have a tough time understanding why anyone would want a hearth heated by electricity instead of a good ol’ fashioned flame.  “Outies – go figure…” Granny Flare usually will mumble when asked about it. 
For another, it’s all in the preparation.  A House Brownie will start planning and preparing for Spring cleaning usually about a month before Spring starts (and sometimes sooner)!  ​
​A garden Brownie will even start their planning in the Fall of the previous year just so everything is ready when Spring arrives.  Gardner, the Garden Brownie, sharpened his shovel and hoe and scrubbed his wheelbarrow before putting them up for the winter just to be ready when the sun came out in the Spring.  “No sense waiting until the last minute,” is his motto.  “Besides, the sooner I can feel the freshly thawed dirt between my toes is like getting a kiss from Esmeralda,” he told me as he blushed.  “But don’t tell her I said that.”
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​Now this year, Granny Flare had been planning all winter and had finally decided that she needed to branch out and help others who were not so fortunate to have a House Brownie available for the Spring cleaning.  The problem was figuring out where her perspective helpers were located now that they did not need to hide from Nemmer.
​“It’s a good thing that Nemmer quit bopping the Dusty Mytes,” thought Granny as she decided to go out and look for them.  “It’s also good that the Dusty Mytes have gained some control over their forgetful dust.  It just won’t do having them blow their dust around and everyone forgetting everything.  It could set back cleaning for generations!”  Granny shuddered just to think of it!
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​Granny decided to check with Efem first since they seemed to talk to her more than most others.  “I hope she knows where they are since I don’t have that much time before Spring starts,” muttered Granny to herself.  As luck would have it, Efem did know where the Dusty Mytes were now hanging out.  They have moved into the caves where Hungry (oops – Dree) lived.  Since a Dragon seems not be effected by the Dusty Myte forgetful dust, they could be themselves in the caves and if anyone else ventured into their part of the cavern, they would soon forget that they had ever been there.
​Soon Granny was in the caves and found where the Dusty Mytes had made their homes.  It was neat and tidy.  “Those noses do a good job of vak-u-ming up all of the dirt,” she thought as she nodded her head in approval.  It did not take Granny long, but soon she and the Dusty Mytes came to an agreement and a business plan quickly worked out.  Granny would find the cottages that needed cleaning, make all of the arrangements, and have the inhabitants go for a Spring outing, the Dusty Mytes then would come in and vak-u-m the homes.
​It did not take long for the word to get out which meant Granny needed a plan sooner than later to keep everyone busy while her "crews" were cleaning.  With that the Spring Fair idea was born.  Now, on the first day of Spring, everyone not in the cleaning crews were at the Spring Fair hosted by Efem, while Granny Flare and other House Brownies (with the Dusty Mytes help of course) are busy swishing, sweeping, and cleaning the old dusty winter gloom away.
​HAPPY SPRING!
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It is Hot out there...

7/26/2023

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The Realm of Wymsy is in the middle of a heat wave.  With the Dragons returning, things have been heating up.  Everyone knew that with their return everything was going to be one really hot sticky mess and the Villagers are trying to get through it the best way that they can.  Which made me, Augustus (AKA Snoop, the editor of the local newspaper, the Bellwether) realize that there was a story here.
As I went out of my office to see how the villagers were dealing with this unusual heat wave, I spied Gardner, the garden Brownie.  He of course was sitting in the shade of a tree taking a nap in his wheelbarrow.  What was his secret?  He popped open one eye when I noticed that he seemed to be very comfortable.  "It's getting the dirt wet first in the barrow before laying on it," Gardner replied to my question.  "I get dirty in my job either way, but this way I stay cool," he continued with a wink.
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Knowing that this method would definitely not work with Granny Flare who is always clean and tidy, I decided to see how she was handling the weather.  Dropping over to her cottage she invited me in.  "Whoooo!  This is like a blast furnace in here!" I shockingly shouted to Granny.  She had every oven in her small home on and was cooking up a storm.  "Why in this heat Granny Flare?" I asked and she just looked at me funny.  "I really hadn't noticed," she replied.  "I am busy preparing cookies for the local bake sale to raise money for a local charity."
​I am not called Snoop for nothing as I realized this could be another story for the newspaper.  Granny then started to tell me about a frog family that has lost it's lily pad.  She was trying to help them move into a tree stump by the river by raising funds to make sure their new home would be safe and secure.  "Especially by flooding," she told me as I was leaving.  But I couldn't leave until I knew her secret in staying cool in this heat as she certainly looked tidy.  She too winked at me and said "My secret?  I spray it on first thing in the morning and it keeps me cool and comfortable."  Not wanting to get more details in her grooming technique, I left it at that for if I stayed another five minutes by her ovens I might be the next heat victim
Thinking of what Granny had told me about this poor frog family, I decided to check out the river.  Would anyone be down at the local swimming hole trying to keep cool?  When I got there, it was empty.  Not a person in site, but when I put my foot into the water I understood why.  Even that was hot!  Out of the corner of my eye I did see Meen, the Pyksee, bouncing from toadstool to toadstool in a nearby meadow but she disappeared before I could talk to her about how she was staying cool.
By this time I decided to head back to the village when I was surprised to see Hir'aeth, the Gooblin King, out of his cave.  He had apparently been visiting someone at the village from the direction he was coming.  At first I was going to ask him how he was keeping cool, especially since Gooblin's are sensitive to the sun then I discovered his secret myself.  He had his mechanical bird, Rave, flying over him with a bucket of water with small holes in the bottom.  He was getting a small gentle rain falling on him to stay cool just like a summer shower.  
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"We should all have something like that!" I realized.  "Instead of sitting in a tub of water, we could have cold water poured into a bucket with a bunch of holes in the bottom and have it drip down.   I'll call it a 'shower'.  This is brilliant!" ​
Snoop then rushed off to Ironmonger's Hammer and Spike shop to pick up his bucket list of supplies to build his own 'shower' to keep cool.
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Letters from the Lovelorn...

1/21/2020

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​"Morning is my favorite time of the day," thought Griselda.  "I can enjoy the latest edition of the Bellwether and have my fresh cup of tea in peace."

"Now where is that section that Sneefle was telling me about?  Something about the Baron placing a letter again this year," she remembered as the Dowager turned to the Lovelorn page of the newspaper.
"What's this?  Be My Valentine?"  Apparently every year the newspaper publishes a few of the letters it receives from the locals looking for love... "and this year is no exception it seems," Griselda mumbles while perusing the page.
Would you be my Valentine?  
        If you love the enchantment of romance, we can go for long walks in the starlit Moon Garden where the flowers of love bloom.  We could even go along the paths where the Pyksees play as I give you rides in my wheelbarrow.
   If this sounds like your type of evenings, then please respond through Snail Mail to the address below. 
                                                                                ~~~Looking for a Dream 
​                                                                           Gardner, the Garden Brownie
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Can She Hear Me?
​       I have given my heart to a raven haired beauty who awaits by the docks each morning to watch me teach the fish how to sing.  She calls to my soul as I sit by the old fishing nets that I don't use anymore.  We  talk for hours of the wonders we have  seen and the places we both still wish to go.  I write in hopes that this letter finds it's way to her so that she might know of my love that is deeper then the deepest ocean.
                                                     ~~Looking for his Soul Mate
​                                                                                Ichthy, the Fae Fisherman
Looking for Love in all the Wrong Places...
  A lady who is ready for an adventure is whom I seek.  Where we would go and what we would do does not matter as it will be a new experience since we will be doing it together.

  Sharing my love for animals (all sorts of strange creatures) would be nice and having the ability to talk to dragons isn't a requirement (but could come in handy).  Please have any health/life insurance paid up before our first date.
​    ~ Looking for a Partner in Love & Wonderful New Adventures
                                                                         BATS, the Baron
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"... so, apparently these letters will continue until Valentines Day.  I wonder who will be in the next edition of the Bellwether," she thought to herself.  "I wonder... do I date... I mean dare?"
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Acorn's Adventure Continues...

9/30/2017

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​On his way to the caves Acorn, for not the last time, wondered what was causing the feeling he had.  What could be pulling at him that was making him feel so itchy?  “Why did it just start?” he asked out loud, but since no one else was around, he did not get an answer.

​Following the trail to the end of the woods he started to leave the protection of the trees.  He had made this trip several times, but he always was a little hesitant to enter the open area outside of the village.  

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​As he skirted around the town to reach the caves, he saw Gardner working in his garden and Ember, the Apprentice, heading towards some errand that Granny Flare had probably given her.  Normally he would have stopped to talk, but not today.  The ‘itch’ was driving him crazy and as he grew nearer the caves, it felt stronger, but why?

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I think I will look in the caves first and if I don’t find something, then I will go talk with the fish.  He was trying not to have to talk to them anyhow since fish usually are boring conversationalist.  
"They always want to talk about worms, algae, and school.  Never seen anybody who loves school as much as the fish do,” thought Acorn.
​​As he entered the caves, he was still thinking about the fish and how he didn’t really want to visit with them  if he did not find anything here.  Thus distracted, he did not notice the movement from inside of the cave, but a sound did reach his ears.  It was a scrapping type of noise, like claws scratching on stone.  As he approached the spot where he thought he heard the noise someone stepped out of the darkness behind him and cleared their throat.
​“Ahem…  and what can I do for you?”

Acorn, quickly recovering from discovering that someone was able to sneak up on him (that was his special skill he thought) flew up into the air several feet and turned to see who spoke.  “And you are?” he asked.
​“I am the Baroness Dragonia, and you are…?” she said, placing a pause at the end of her question as if she was waiting for him to finish it.

Regaining his impish demeanor, Acorn replied, “a Fae with questions”.  There, that should confuse her.  “And, why would a baroness be in a dark cave on such a beautiful day?  What is here that would take you away from your mansion?”
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The Baroness looked at Acorn for a minute without saying anything.  Finally, after apparently making some decision, she spoke asking again to Acorn, “Why are you here?”

“I came because Tad said the fish were talking about something strange happening at the caves and I need to find out why I am being pulled here,” replied Acorn.

The Baroness raised an eyebrow and smiled.  “You are here to help me I am thinking.  There is something magical happening within these caves and I will need your assistance.”
​Walking deeper into the cave, they finally came to a small opening leading into another chamber.  A light inside would brighten and then dim, brighten and dim, a steady repetition.  Dragonia stopped outside of the opening and looked at Acorn one more time before stepping inside of the smaller cave.  “Acorn, I need your help as this is more than I can handle on my own.  I discovered it by accident and now it seems to be coming alive.”
​​As Acorn entered the opening he could see deeper into the chamber and saw nestled in a pile of stones a Dragon’s egg!  And it was hatching!

Acorn had nothing to say.  His tongue was frozen in place and his heart nearly stopped.  “It is a… a… dragon ‘s egg” he finally was able to stammer.  The ‘itch’ was burning furiously between his wings – he had found the reason and was now not sure if he had made a mistake in finding it.
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Gardner - Art from the Soul

2/22/2017

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Art from the Soul - 2017
​I do like doing the Art from the Soul competition.  It gives me the opportunity to look back in time and remind me why I do the art that I do.

The requirement for the competition is to complete a piece of art that reflects an emotion.  Gardner, my garden Brownie, has a toothy smile that hopefully makes one just smile when looking at him.  Creating his toothy smile took me outside of my comfort zone.  This is what art will do for me, take me to some unknown space to explore and discover… all within the safety of my own home and personal space.
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​Sometimes it is hard to create a happy face in my art.  It reflects a part of my soul yet to be found.  I have to dig deep down within and see if I am willing to look at that part of me that wants to stay hidden in the Dark.

I once read that it takes just as much energy to smile as it does to frown.  That being the case, then I choose to laugh/smile. I need to peel away the vines and roots that have me tied up in old concepts/thoughts.  I choose to pull out the weeds (ideas I no longer need), clear the grounds, and plant that big toothy smile in place.  Let that smile be over the top!  A big laugh in the face of whatever might hold me back from reaping the ideas and art hidden within my soul.
​At this time there seems to be a battle of darkness around me.  So many people’s fears, anger, and hate which affect my perspective of my art and what I chose to reveal about myself.  But art also allows me to change my destiny and my perspective.  Just by putting my toothy laugh in my art, I have the choice of how I choose to present my inner-self to the Darkness.
​This little gardener, small as he is, awakened a piece of my soul, allowing it to come to life like a seed reaching for the sunlight.  He took me down a garden path I haven’t seen before.  He helped me create a haven where I could escape the Darkness of Reality for just a few minutes.  Art captured that nurturing energy of Love and Peace which grows in my garden transforming it into my garden Brownie. Art feeds my Soul with seeds of inspiration and lets the sound of laughter beam down like rays of sunshine.

Now I am ready for winter to be over and spring to arrive...
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The Clothes Make the Man (or Brownie)

2/17/2017

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​I finally captured Gardner long enough to get him to work with me on some clothing ideas.  Selecting colors is so hard for me, almost as hard as sculpting in the first place.
​Colors reflect the mood and personality of the character.  The colors also assist in capturing the eye of the observer who is looking at the character.  Contrast is important to any piece of Artwork.  The contrast of light to shadows and from the colors of yellow to blue all add to a successful piece.  That is why picking the right shades of colors can be difficult.
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​But, I think we finally came to an agreement of colors here.  He is a Garden Brownie therefore he should be of Earth colors.  I love stripes on my Fae characters.  Don't know why - but to me it always gives them  a touch of whimsy.

​​​Haven't decided on his hair just yet, cause after all, the clothes are what make the Man... or Brownie (in this case).  And just like any man (or Brownie) he is trying to run off - now that he has given me his two cents worth.  He doesn't know we are just getting started (but he will figure that out soon as I have velcroed his tush to the table).
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The Things We Do For Love...

2/11/2017

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Gardner needs to pull himself together.  He is heart broken over the nightclub singer, Esmerelda, who he has been trying to see on his days off.




​Esmerelda likes where Gardner keeps her in flowers, but she needs the Outies (humans) to be able to hear her sing and that takes all of her spare time.
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​​In the meantime, Ember, Granny Flare's apprentice, is mooning over Gardner who has not even noticed her yet (sounds like a Hallmark movie doesn't it?).  The things we do for love...
​I am trying to help Gardner get his act together but he is on his own where True Love is concerned.  Inconceivable... (for all of you Princess Bride fans)!!!
Enjoy your Valentine's Day.  ​
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