Tale Weaver #201 – Morning – December 13th – Miss Marble’s Morning Dew

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Miss Marble, witch, of 46 Grimace Street, awoke to begin her day as she had for so many years she’d now forgotten how many. When you had lived a long time you forgot how long it had all been but nevertheless each day brought with it commitments and obligations.

Her first thought was how comfortable she felt snuggled in her bed. When she was younger, the mornings were a joyful time when full of enthusiasm and focus she’d ply her trade in spells and potions.

It had to be old age she told herself despite her daily dose of elixir, time was catching up with her. It was getting harder and harder to get started each day, and that worried her as she enjoyed her job and she felt a real obligation to her neighbours and her clients.

Today she knew it was important to collect, as much morning dew as she could as there was an order from Silas Snodfellow, a wizard from beyond the black stump and a great wizard in his own cauldron, as Miss Marble told herself.

So feeling she had to get up, she busied herself dressing and collecting her morning dew collecting sponge. It was a special sponge she had acquired from the Witch of Kennasay, an old learned witch, who had been a great help teaching Miss Marble, the ins and outs of potion making, her specialty being the value of morning dew.

Out in her yard, Miss Marble found the morning sun was warming and the dew was plentiful upon the ground. Within twenty minutes she had gathered enough and had squeezed the dew into a jar ready for her morning potion making.

Silas Snodfellow needed the morning dew in a potion he used to ward off Christmas beetles, which he found each year descended on his home in plague proportions. Morning dew and a liberal sprinkling of dried pigs blood seemed to do the trick and Silas was a grateful customer.

She had his order ready in no time and found herself in her kitchen mixing her morning cereal and planning to sit on her veranda, a cup of tea in hand, and watch the world of Grimace Street go by.

Her neighbour and good friend Mansur Stigglefod came over with her coffee, and the two women sat together in the morning sun, sipping their respective brews, observing the street going about its business.

Sitting with a cup of tea and enjoying the company of her friend was an ideal way to begin each day, thought Miss Marble as she and Mansur brushed away the flies gathering around their respective heads.

 

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17 Responses to Tale Weaver #201 – Morning – December 13th – Miss Marble’s Morning Dew

  1. crimsonprose says:

    Love those names. And Miss Marble; what a great life she has. I think she and me are of the same age, for I, too, enjoy a morning snuggle in bed where once I would leap out with great enthusiasm to start the day. (not that the enthusiasm is missing, just that these days the day can wait five minutes). 🙂

  2. crimsonprose says:

    BTW, don’t know who provided the photo, but I love that too.

  3. Sadje says:

    Interesting magical tale.

  4. wildchild47 says:

    lovely way to start the morning, although perhaps she might want to whip up something to keep the pesky flies away? 😉

  5. Yes it is hard to get up in winters, and Miss Marble has to do it for many years though. Completely love the plot.

    Cheers
    MeenalSonal from AuraOfThoughts

  6. mandibelle16 says:

    Always love your Miss Marble Storues. I hope she is able to stay around awhile despite age catching up with her. I guess despite her magic juice from the aliens, she like all people is mortal and not forever. Still I love her stories and look forward to reading more.

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