“Well, how would you introduce yourself to a new friend?” said Tamsin.
The witch looked at Tamsin and looked at the tree and took a big breath and thought to herself, this is going to look so silly.
“Hello Oak, my name is Fay, how do you do?”
“I am most well now,” whispered the Oak dryad. “Can you see me?”
The witch looked at the tree and suddenly she SAW!
The witch sat down in the grass with a bump. “You really are there?” she breathed.
“We are all here.” The dryad said. “We’ve been waiting so long for you to see us, so very long.”
The witch looked around, “See us?”
“Yes,” cried Tamsin. “Us! Look around you, please, and really, really, really see all of us”
The witch stood up and saw her garden for the first time. She saw Homer creep out from around a toadstool and caught her breath a little. She looked and saw Willow standing by the creek and she was looking stronger and more solid by the second. She saw the nymphs that lived and swam in the stream that went through the back of the yard at Willow’s feet. She looked up and saw Gus smiling at her in the growing morning sunlight.
Her eyes were wide now. “All of you were here waiting and I never knew.”
“We’ve been waiting so long and now we can work with you in this special place.”
Tamsin spread her wings and flew up to the witch’s face. “Can we stay and help?”
“Oh, please, stay.” As the witch continued to look around her garden. There was so much she had been missing. She just stared and walked around her garden. She touched every tree and introduced herself.
The witch nodded to herself. She could see she was going to have to learn a completely new way to think of her garden and she wondered if she was missing other magic that had been there all the time. She went inside to make herself a cup of tea. She was going to go sit in the garden and get to know her new neighbors.