It was a lovely Saturday morning in Dandelion Creek, the birds were chirping, butterflies were flying and the smell of freshly washed clothes radiated around the small village. Sorrel Cottontail had been up at the crack of dawn to make sure that her load of washing was the first to go up on the shared washing line.
“Hello, hello!” spoke a voice behind her, she turned to see two cats standing there.
“Why, hello there!” Sorrel replied to the man, surprised that a visitor was here so early.
” I am Patrick Dante and this is my fiancee, Primrose Keats. We are looking for a Mr. Alonso Macavity whom we were supposed to meet somewhere here.” Patrick declared.
“Ahh, Alonso works at the Bakery, he will be here soon, after he has set out the display of freshly baked good for the day”
“Are you talking about me Sorrel? I have just finished…” Alonso Macavity announced, he had just finished his baking and had been looking for those two.
“Mr. Macavity!” exclaimed Primrose in surprise, she hoped he had not heard what Patrick had said otherwise he would surely think that she and her finance were very impatiant.
“Call me Alonso, Primrose and Patrick and now do come, I have arranged a sceinic tour of our wonderful surrounding!” Alonso concluded, “And yes, Skimble can come over to play today you will be pleased to hear Charlie.”
With that, the trio set off for the river.
After fifteen minutes they had reached the river which, lucky for Primrose, was very calm and flat today. A canoe was tied to a pier and Alonso jumped in and Patrick did like wise.
“Here Miss Keats, let me help you down.”
“Hold my hand darling, it is a bit unstable and wobbly at first” Patrick added, not to be outdone.
Primrose gingery stepped off the quite solid pier and onto the wobbly canoe, gripping Patricks hand tightly as she did so.
“Off we go!” Alonso exclaimed happily, undoing the knot as soon as both of his passengers were seated.
Alonso steadily rowed the canoe right at the middle of the creek so not to get stuck on the rocky shore. The water was a lovely shade of blue and so clear and pure, if you wanted to, you could drink it just like that. The canoe passed many landmarks, the big hill that the children called ‘Acorn Hill’ or ‘Snowflake Mountain’ in the winter, the Walnut Wood and of course, many, many fields which would soon be filled with dandelions. They saw the heart of the village at a distance at times too.
“Now we are going to go to your campsite” Alonso announced.
“Campsite? We are staying in a TENT? Patrick asked, confused and horrified.
“Yes, in a tent” insured Alonso as he tied the canoe firmly to the pier.
The two cats in the canoe blinked at each other, they had expected some proper accomidation, not just an old tent to stay in. “But, we are getting MARRIED!” Primrose exclaimed in shock, “This is supposed to be the best times of our lives!”
Alonso just looked at the flustered couple and helped them out of the canoe silently, walked off and motioned them to follow him. They did.
Patrick was just about to argue with Alonso that he wanted to be taken back but then-
“Wow” Primrose and Patrick breathed, looking around. A cat was standing at a brick barbecue and another cat was by a wheelbarrow with flowers, toast and potatoes. A table for two was set up. Flabagasted, they just stood there.
“Welcome to your accomidation, if you would like something better, I can arrange something” Alonso said, breaking the silence which had descended umongst the clearing. Primrose Keats started to tear up, here they were in this very beautifuly decorated campsite with so many wonderful things done for her and Patrick. Not saying a word, she hugged Alonso and he immediatly knew what the answer to his question was.
In a little while, Patrick was sitting across the table from Primrose, tucking in to a truly amazing meal. This was the perfect start to their time here in Dandelion Creek and it was only lunchtime, lots of exciting things were planned for them in the afternoon. Sipping on their champange, they felt more relaxed that they had ever been.
To be continued…
Hello again! I know, it was ages since I last posted but now I am feeling more sylvaniany than ever! I hope that you enjoyed my little story and I have part two already planned. I want this wedding to be perfect for these two but I am a bit stuck for ideas for the wedding. I am making a flower arch but do you have any ideas on what else I can make?
Love, Emily.
