“Deer” Me!

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Last night I left our garden gate open, and there went our beautiful roses! The gnomes had tried to scare the deer away, but gave up and had to resolve to watching and laughing while the deer enjoyed their midnight snack. I expect to find puffs of deer fur now on the gate latch as a little friendly reminder. Their little way of poking fun at me. ha ha – tee hee!

Knowledge and Skills

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It takes years of teaching, patience and failed attempts to learn the skills a boy and girl must know. The young boy gnomes learn from their father and the girls learn from their mothers and aunts. Seems all the parents pull together as teachers and role models for the young ones to follow. Maybe they understand this better than we humans! Hmmm!

Rain and Schooling

>Thurs., Sept. 9

Summer is winding down now with the frequent rain and cooler weather here. I saw some deer fur caught on an old barbed wire fence. That is said to be a gnomes way of drying and combing deer fur for winter clothes. I did improve the quality of my birdseed – must be working!

I’ve learned that the community school in some hidden log is getting ready to open for the gnome kids. The boys learn about tools and making things. School is taught by the most knowledgeable fathers and leaders in the village.

As for the young girl gnomes, they also attend their own schools and learn from their mothers and aunts  the fine art of homemaking including cooking and gardening. Both learn of nature’s animals and their bond to the gnomes’ happiness. I’ve learned it takes years to become a classified good and knowledgeable gnome. Some have said this happens in mid to late 70’s, in a life span of some 300 years!

Labor Day Activities

>With all the Labor Day picnic activities and friends visiting, our gnomes’ peaceful sleep was apparently disturbed. Being night folks who sleep during the day, they are seldom seen in the daylight. I’m sure they found a sip of beer or wine about, so how upset can they really be? Some requested more parties! I’ve used beer in a saucer to catch slugs in the garden, but perhaps it really went into a little gnome bucket for their enjoyment. They don’t much care if it’s dark or light beer, just beer!

Woodland Potluck

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With the weekend here, it appears the gnomes will gather for a Saturday night meeting and woodland potluck at the senior’s home. Lots of fresh produce from our garden, thanks to their help, provides a plentiful setting. There are plans for a wedding in the future, so I’ve heard. Seems the right age to settle down is about 100 years old! As they live to be about 300 – 500 years old, 100 seems about right to me. A lot more to come on these plans, I’m sure. A gnome must have a home built before their marriage, Not only completed, but inspected and approved. Kind of like some birds. Maybe I’ll scatter some good black sunflower seeds about to add to their banquet along with a red strawberry or two. I know they’ll disappear overnight.

Future Wedding!

>There are plans for a wedding in the future, so I’ve heard. Seems the right age to settle down is about 100 years old! As they live to be about 300 – 400 years old, 100 seems about right to me. A lot more to come on these plans, I’m sure. A gnome must have a home built before their marriage; not only completed, but inspected and approved. Kind of like some birds.

Warm Fireplaces

>Indeed, the seeds and nuts are gone. Hopefully to a warm storage place in the gnomes’ homes. A little light rain fell last night that I’m sure changed work activities there in the woods. If the wind is not moving, you sense the weak smell of little fireplaces. Surely more wood gathering this week for the gnomes. Can’t have too much firewood, they say!

News and Gnome Activities

>There is news and activity here on our forest floor regarding the pending cooling days ahead. Somehow the ducks and geese flying overhead have alerted the gnomes of a bad winter this year. Gnomes have special means to predict future weather by looking at the foliage and watching the ants. I sometimes see little piles of deer fur here and there which the Gnomes use to make warm boots. We have lots of deer, so no shortage for boots! Likely we’ll see little stacks of seeds and nuts next as they prepare for winter. Here I thought the birds were eating all my food! The Gnomes dwell in the forest and with our vegetable garden nearby, I think they are very happy.

No Place Like Gnome!

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This  begins a frequent entry in a series of Gnome News from our place here, Whimsical Woods.

We are blessed with an endless supply of old, downed trees from which I   construct wonderful gnome homes, along with bird houses.

We have been rewarded with the Gnomes’ friendship and trust. Through these little fellows’ magic means of communication, they let me in on their forest news and adventures, which I will be sharing. It is with their help I can bring you their stories for all those who understand and to which it will bring a smile and a moment of joy.

So, let us now start the adventures of No Place Like Gnome!  The story begins.

Once upon a time . . . . . . .