I am originally from Czechoslovakia.I became US citizen at the age of 26. I love working with electricity, and frankly, anything that buzzes excites me. 68 finished
I like to get away for a proper nature getaway into Sierra. I love finding some not well visited lake and spend there the whole weekend. I have another passion .. I like to write fairy tales on the side. I do not visit church frequently. I was christened a Roman Catholic.
I like to write .. here's an excerpt
It was a pretty, sunny, spring day and Vanadine, the little fairy, found herself on the edge of a brook, which seemed quite ordinary, since it has always been there. She was just a little upset because the fairy tale, that the smart owl read was just a little unpleasant. In the story it said something about crayfish living in the streams. The crayfish found some crystals in the stream in a nearby valley, and the crystals became searing with energy after someone or something dug them up from the gravel. Now there is a strange portal leading to somewhere, and all the crayfish were to leave the creeks and waters because the waters of this valley were to become the dominion of troubling octopuses.
The pretty fairy felt a little guilty now because she made the owl read her that story. If she hadn’t asked her, maybe the crayfish would not have been in this peril now.
Before today, it was much simpler to be a little child fairy. Although immortal, the choirs and enchantments seemed to be falling all around her lately, and their presence was being felt wherever she went. The troubles made her lace slippers heavy. It felt like walking through thick mud thinking about the crayfish. But to the bottom of this mystery is what laid heavy on her mind, and Vanadine became quite determined to help the crayfish, whatever the cause.
Early in the morning the water in the stream was quite breezy and there were no crayfish around. Vanadine was not used to this helpless feeling that something wrong was about to happen to someone or something and there was nothing that she could do about that. But there was someone who could help though. Deep in the forest, not far from the tall waterfall that feel into the prismatic lake, lived certain druids, small, stocky men who quarried crystals deep within the earth. Perhaps she can receive some answers to close the portal and save the crayfish.
:) Quite a reading :) but I can send to a person who's interested
