Celtic Tale
The Russet Dog
This Celtic tale brings you a merry story of a savvy fox. When her beautiful russet coat becomes a home for annoying fleas, the fox thinks of a clever way how to get rid of them.
There was once a faraway
It must have been growing there for ages, because it had a strong, firm trunk and its crown was dense and full of branches. It was the tallest tree around in that flat land. The oak was most proud of its strength and beauty.
“Nobody can take me, and nobody would
Nearby, on the muddy bank of the lake, there was an emerald green fern growing. The oak never took much notice, because the fern was slender, calm, and quiet. It never asked for any attention, it just rustled
“Frish, frash, fristle,” it whispered. Small insects like red ladybirds and purple dragonflies took naps under the fern, soothed by its gentle murmur.
One day, a strong wind came into the land. This wasn’t any ordinary strong wind, though. It howled
The wind blew hard on the farmers' homes and barns on the flat fields. Even the roofs from the houses tore off, tile by tile, and started flying around in circles. Window frames banged and the window
When the raging…