Yesterday morning I took a little walk in my garden, to see how all of my plants were doing after the hail we had had the night before. The little beans, peas, and greens looked unscathed, but my onions were horrible. They looked as though they had been stepped on in places, while others had been chopped off cleanly, 6″ above the ground.
“How strange,” I mused, wondering if the dog was responsible for the mess. Just then the neighbors cat made it’s presence known, and my dog ran through the onions barking. It was not the dog.
“Lord, what caused this?” I prayed. The answer came clearly that I had little creatures wreaking havoc. The same little creatures I had been told about a few days before, when I asked why it was so difficult to pull or dig root crops from my garden.
Frustrated, I told the creatures to stop! They were no longer allowed to cause trouble in my yard. Almost audibly, I *heard* them ask, “Can we go there?” and knew they were pointing to the neighbors yard.
I told them to go back where they came from. They left for the neighbors yard. I continued to survey the garden, then stopped to pull some weeds. I *heard* laughter, as something rushed past me. Looking around, I saw nothing. I continued to pull weeds. Then something landed on my head. I reached up, expecting to shoo a bug away, but I found dirt.
A little handful of dirt was in my hair!
Glancing around, to see which child had snuck up on me, I realized that they were all in the front yard, playing.
“Who did that?” I asked. Again I *heard* laughter and the sound of little feet running, scampering through my garden. “Didn’t I tell you to leave?” I demanded.
“Why can’t we help you,” came the response.
“Help me? You were causing trouble before” I reminded them.
“We can pull weeds.” “We can help flowers to grow.” “Do you want the peony plants to get bigger?” “Would you like more iris and raspberries?” The voices rang out.
Not knowing what to make of the commotion, I continued pulling weeds. I could feel the presence of these little men, and their desire to be useful.
Soon the weeds were coming out of the ground by the handful, roots and all. Quack grass was pulling up, with 18-30 inch runners in tow. The ground felt alive and loose, even in areas that have only been worked by hand, and not yet this year.
After observing these creatures for a few hours I came to a few conclusions about them:
- They are similar to Leprechauns or Mono-pods, in their original state.
- They are generally happy.
- They can cause trouble, if given orders to do so.
- They live above the ground, but have great ability with what is right under the ground, such as root crops and things that grow by tubers.
If you have had any such visitors to your yard, I would love to hear your tale.