One blank card featuring a reproduction of the painting “Fiddleheads” by Kathleen Powers.
Packaged in a plastic sleeve with matching envelope.
~ A fable by Kathleen Powers ~
For quite some time, she searched around the house for a quiet place to rest…
Behind the refrigerator was no good because of all the cobwebs, and the
compressor kept sporadically kicking on and startling her awake.
Under the couch wouldn’t work because a nearby radio was left on between
stations, blaring intolerable noise and static throughout the room.
The basket of freshly washed socks and towels seemed promising until she
heard the floorboards creak and the lights flicked on – alas, it was laundry folding day.
Reluctantly, she decided to search outside for a quiet place to rest…
To her, night sounds like random hooting owls, croaking frogs, creaking
trees and their rustling leaves were unsettling and all spelled danger – mainly
because she could never quite figure out which direction the sounds were coming
She spotted a nook under a fiddlehead fern and sensed that she might feel
safe there. Turns out, she was right. In fact, the fern was pleased to have the
company and in exchange for a little warmth, kindly stretched out a few of her
fiddleheads to cover her guest in a comforting blanket of fronds.
They both rested there together, safe and content, throughout the night –
amidst the random background sounds of the hooting owls, the croaking frogs, the
creaking trees and their rustling leaves – all of which now, surprisingly, didn’t
seem so scary anymore.