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11 July 2016

Dryads and Bumblebees

Today I flew to the place we will have the party. I invited one dryad. I can’t jump her name. Dryad names are not like fairy names. Their names sound like wind blowing. There are no letters for the sounds.

Her tree has yellow leaves. I will call her Yellow Leaf, then Worldwide will know which one she is.

Dryads are bigger than gnomes. They live in trees. They do not live in laying-down tree-trunks. Dryads live in trees that are still growing! They do not have doors in their trees. I do not know how they get inside! It is magic!

Yellow Leaf will invite the other dryads. They talk to each other in a special way. They use their tree roots! I do not understand how it works.

Only nearby dryads will come to the party. They can’t go away from their trees.

Today Cloverflower said *help Pebblemist and she will give you a gift for the Prince*. Pebblemist was Cloverflower’s Mummy. Her Job is Music. I do not know what Pebblemist wants me to do. But I will help. I want to be Useful. I will help her tomorrow.

I will invite the bumblebees now. I will take them some flowers. They like flowers.

I wonder what my next surprise will be!

Goodbye from Bud Mushroom.

05 July 2016

Rudy

Everyone is busy doing things for the party. Fairies are in the forest! They are near the place I found the flat magic rock. I didn’t want anyone to find it! I had to hide it! I will tell you how I hid it.

I have a friend. We have been friends since I was a Sprout! His name is Rudy. He is a skunk. He has a Special Hat. It is a watering-can. He helps the Garden Gnomes grow weeds.

One day I was in the woods. I smelled something. I followed the smell, and I found Rudy! He took me back to Bubblebelle. I did not know I was lost! But Bubblebelle knew I was lost. She pinched her nose and said thank you.

Some fairies think Rudy smells bad. His smell does not bother me. I like to play with him. He will hide, and I will look for him. I can always find him.

Rudy helped me move my flat rock. He is much bigger than I am. Much much bigger. I would fit inside his mouth! He picked up my rock in his teeth. He took it to my home.

I live in an old tree trunk. It is laying down on the ground. It has slugs and ants and beetles in it. The outside has moss and mushrooms on it.

 I love my home. And now my pretty magic rock is safe.

 Goodbye from Bud Mushroom.