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bringing light and warmth to her already cheerful room. She jumped out of bed went to the window just in time to see her Mother leaving for Inverness. She called out a goodbye to her Mother from her bedroom window, waving until her Mother was out of sight.
    When she reached the kitchen she found a note on the kitchen table from her Mother. Asking, if they would prepare the vegetables for dinner that night. The note went on to say to enjoy their first full day at home, love Mum.
    Della prepared her breakfast and carried it out to the patio to eat. She was surprised to see Kevin already there eating a bowl of cereal.
    “Good morning Kevin.”
    “Good morning to you, Kevin mumbled between chews. What are our plans for the day Della?”
    “Well Mother asked if we would prepare the veggies for tonight's dinner. Then the rest of the day is ours.” Della set her tray on the table.
    “We can leave for the woodlands as soon as I have made some sandwiches for our lunch. Would you like a bottle of orange juice to drink with your lunch Kevin?”
    “Yes please Della.”
    “Can you remember the path we took to the fairy glade Kevin?”
    “I think so once we reach the edge of the woodland it should jog my memory.”
    “Good, I will go to make our sandwiches and pack them in the picnic basket. Then we are off on another adventure.

    II- Midsummer Adventure-
The Enchanted Silver Lake

    They left the cottage in high spirits chatting away about their new adventure in the woodlands. They crossed the sand dunes taking care not to walk through the sea oats, over the green fields on their way to the woodlands.
    “This is the way we came before,” said Kevin. “I remember the old wooden poacher hut over there to our right.”
    The early morning sun was warm the breeze was balmy, creating a good feeling. They knew that once they were inside the woods, the warmth would be gone. It would be very dark, cool and damp.
    On they walked to the edge of the woodland to where the pathway began winding its way through the woods. The pathway was well worn from years of traveler's footsteps walking along this right of way though the woods to the town of Mac Duff. The atmosphere had changed; now it was dark and damp with the thick canopy of the trees shutting out the sun's rays. Here and there a shaft of light peeked in from above through the treetops, lighting up the trail before them bringing them warmth and light.
    “Look Della there ahead of us, a baby fawn and its mother.”
    “Oh, whispered Della, “how striking they look.” They came to a halt to watch the deer's making their way across the path ahead of them. The doe looked at Della and Kevin, sniffed the air then ran into the under growth the fawn close behind her.
    They walked on for another fifteen minutes until they came to a clearing. Here the sun shone brightly though the treetops, warming the air and the grass as the children looked about them. There were wild roses growing up tree trunks. Daisies and violet dotted in the grass. The fragrance of the flowers drifted towards them.
    How lovely Della thought as she gazed around the clearing.
    “This is not the clearing where we met Bluebell,” said Kevin.
    “I know,” Della replied sighing dreamily.
    “We have missed it somehow, but not to worry.” said Kevin.
    “We can use the fairy wand Bluebell gave us, Della. Bluebell said to tap the wand on my hand three times and she would be with us.”
    Kevin placed the picnic basket on the grass and opened the lid and took out the wand. With a grand flourishing gesture, tapped it on his hand three times, crying out “Bluebell.”
    There was a very bright flash of light causing the children to cover their eyes. The air glowed with such brilliance, when they opened their eyes there was Bluebell, wings fluttering on top of the picnic basket.
    “Good day.” she said. “How are you both?” Before they could answer, she said, “My goodness you have both grown so tall.”
    “Yes, Kevin