I thought I would give you a sneak preview for Tales from the Irish Garden. (temporary cover) It is not gone through the full editing experience as yet but I hope you will enjoy.
My brother is four years younger than I am and his name is Jeremy. When he was small we used to tell him a bedtime story about Jeremy the Donkey. I have expanded the story to become a chapter in the new Tales from the Irish Garden and I am using one of the illustrations that I asked Donata Zawadzka to create for me with this little donkey in mind.
Unlike the first book of short stories, this is one story split into four seasons which I hope will be enjoyed by all ages from young children and adults.
This is from the second season of the book – Spring.
Image – Donkey @Tales from the Irish Garden
Jeremy The Donkey
As the magic garden came into bloom, creatures that had been sheltering in the nearby forest during the icy winter, began to run and play in the long grass and hedgerows. On the edge of the forest was a small farm, with a herd of beautiful black and white cows, and a rather bad tempered bull called Gerard. He had a fearsome temper unless he was romancing one of the ten big-eyed cows in his herd, and even the farmer Michael took every precaution when moving him from field to field.
This meant enticing the bull over to the barred gate, and offering him peppermints which he was addicted to. Once his head was over the gate and he was munching away happily, Michael would slip the rope through the ring at the end of his nose, and the bull would then follow quietly behind his master; into the next field.
After one such occasion, when Gerard was safely secured in his own private paddock, Michael let Fiona his donkey in with the cows, who always welcomed her with a skip and a little dance. Fiona was normally ignored by the bull when he was grazing with his harem, but the donkey had given them a lovely surprise earlier in the spring. By her side was her son, who was just a few weeks old, and who looked the image of his father. Fiona had been lent to Michael’s brother Thomas the previous winter to help his donkey Ned pull some fallen trees out of the forest to be cut up for firewood. They had spent some time on their own in Michael’s small paddock, and clearly had become close friends. Now Fiona guided her beloved son Jeremy into the herd of cows that gently inspected and kissed him in welcome.
He was a beautiful baby with large brown eyes like his mother, but strong long legs like his father. The cows thought he was adorable, and Fiona was filled with pride as she watched her son being adopted by her herd sisters. None of them saw the anger filled face of the master of the herd however, as he glared across the barbed-wire fence at the little infiltrator. Gerard did not care that Jeremy was a donkey. He was male and that was unacceptable. As the bull chewed on the last of his peppermints, he hatched a plan to get rid of the usurper.
His plan took a few weeks to put into action, since he was now kept separate from his herd by the fence and the iron gate. However, he spent the time fruitfully, pushing his big wide shoulders and rock hard forehead into the wooden gate post. Because Michael just threw the occasional bale of hay over the gate, and only checked Gerard out visually as he ate the offering, he didn’t notice that the gate had become weaker and weaker.
One morning when the bull saw his master drive off in his truck to market, he gave one final push to the rotting post. It collapsed into the field where his herd was peacefully grazing. They and Fiona looked up to see the angry bull shouldering the now lopsided gate aside and charging towards them. The cows immediately sensed that Gerard’s target was the small and vulnerable Jeremy, and they ganged up together, facing the bull as he closed the gap. Fiona in the meantime, nudged and pushed Jeremy to the hawthorn hedge that enclosed the field on the forest side, edging him towards a small gap in the greenery.
With the thunder of hooves behind her, Fiona knew there was little time; she was going to have to get Jeremy through the hedge without any delay. She was desperate; aware that she might be pushing her young son into a strange and potentially more dangerous world. But if he stayed it would be even more perilous.
Just as she felt the hot breath of the bull across her tail, she managed to push Jeremy through the small hole in the hedge, and felt him pop out the other side. She nimbly kicked up her heels and caught Gerard across his big beefy nose, twisting to one side as he crashed into the green barrier.
She ran up and down the edge of the field calling to her baby; finally hearing a faint cry as Jeremy, now very bewildered, located her voice.
‘You have to go my son. You only have minutes before that monster breaks through the hedge,’ she desperately tried to get her son to listen to her through his crying. ‘Find the path into the forest and follow it until you get to the magic garden. The Storyteller will take care of you.’ Fiona turned to see that Gerard was madly trying to push himself through the small hole he had created, still mad at the innocent young donkey.
‘Go Jeremy, go now and I will find you one day I promise.’ With that the plucky mother donkey charged at the enraged bull, nipping at his heels with her sharp teeth. Momentarily distracted, Gerard backed out of the hedge and started slashing the grass with one of his front legs, head down and preparing to charge.
But the bully had not taken into account the love that the herd of cows had for Fiona and her son. He was not expecting to find his path blocked by several enraged wives, whilst the others gathered around him to the sides and rear. All the snorting in the world was not going to make any difference against the combined efforts of his harem, who stared at him with determination and anger.
Eventually after much huffing and puffing and stamping of hooves, Gerard nonchalantly sauntered across to his own field, stepping daintily through the open gate, satisfied that he had accomplished his mission of ridding his herd of another male, however small.
Jeremy in the meantime had run as fast as his gangly long legs could carry him. Spotting a sunlit path through the mighty trees, he followed his mother’s instructions until he emerged suddenly into a wide grassy field full of meadow flowers. He stood petrified; camouflaged in the shadow of the forest, beginning to feel very alone and hungry.
Suddenly right in front of him a long-eared face appeared with a bunch of buttercups between its teeth. Jeremy jumped back in alarm, finding himself backed into the gnarly bark of an old oak tree.
‘Don’t be afraid pet,’ A high-pitched voice issued forth between the petals of the buttercups. ‘My name is Neville and I have been sent by The Storyteller to take you to the vegetable patch in the magic garden for some supper.’
Jeremy was surprised that he could understand this strange creature, but the mention of food helped persuade him that he should follow his new friend.
‘Come on pal, let’s get hopping, I need to get some carrots before the rest of the warren gets hold of them.’
With that Neville turned tail and hopped off through the long grass. Jeremy took a tentative hoof forward, and then galloped after the rabbit along the path he made towards a distant house; smoke billowing from its chimney. Soon the young donkey emerged from the meadow grass and passed through an opening in a wooden fence. Neville was there pulling up a carrot and he also saw some mice and a badger helping themselves to other vegetables. There were even two foxes eating out of a bowl of chopped chicken wings, and a grass snake drinking from a pan of water. It was very strange indeed.
Jeremy was used to the kind human hand of his master Michael, so was not afraid when an old man walked into the vegetable patch, heading towards him leading an enormous white goat on a rein.
‘Hello there Jeremy, I heard you were coming to stay with us.’ The Storyteller’s soft voice comforted his new visitor. ‘You are going to stay with us and you will see your mother soon, but in the meantime, Esme is going to be your foster mum and give you some warm milk.’
Warily, Jeremy sidled up to the strange creature that turned to look at him with large wise eyes. He nudged her underbelly and snorted with delight at the rich and strong tasting milk he found. He barely felt the gnarled hand that stroked his back or the sound of his new friends foraging. He missed his mother but he felt safe in this magic place.
Over the next few weeks Jeremy grew bigger and stronger, making some very special friends amongst the other inhabitants of the garden. He even came to the attention of Queen Filigree, who would lead him by a halter and rein of silk as she wondered the garden. Small baskets of woven twigs and lined with moss were balanced on his back, holding precious herbs and medicinal roots that her majesty would turn into healing potions and tablets.
His only sorrow was that he missed his mother very much; each day he looked towards the forest to see if she might have followed the sunlit path through the trees. The queen and the Storyteller could see that the little donkey was pining. They put their heads together and discussed the problem as they sat on a large toadstool in a patch of sunlight.
One day, after spending a delightful day foraging in the woods for mushrooms for the upcoming royal banquet for King Patrick and Queen Seren, Jeremy and her majesty returned with laden baskets bouncing on his back to the back of the Storyteller’s cottage. As the queen’s chef unloaded the mushrooms, Jeremy heard a gentle throaty purr from behind him. He whirled around to find his mother walking towards him being led by Michael the farmer… He took off like a rocket and was soon standing alongside Fiona, touching her warm coat so closely he could hear her heart beat. She gently touched his face with her breath and a wave of love and happiness swept through them both.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jeremy saw the Storyteller shaking hands with his former master and some paper changing hands. The queen came over and stroked between Fiona’s ears and gently touched her long face.
‘Hello Fiona my dear, lovely to have you join us and we can now gather many more mushrooms and herbs, the three of us together.’
That evening, Jeremy introduced his mother to all his friends as they gathered in their special vegetable patch. That spring night passed delightfully as new friends exchanged their life stories.
©SallyCronin Tales from the Irish Garden.
About Donata Zawadzka
I was delighted when Paul Andruss introduced me to Donata Zawadzka who is a wonderful illustrator for all genres of books. Dona has completed five new illustrations for my next Tales from the Irish Garden due out later this year, plus let me buy one that I originally used for a short story last year to be included in the book. To give you an example of the detail in her work here are some fairies.
All fairy images ©Donata Zawadzka
Polish born Donata Zawadzka is one half of an accomplished husband and wife artistic team, now living in Gravesend
Connect to Donata Zawadzka
Website : http://dezawadzka.wix.com/donatasgallery
Buy her work on Redbubble: http://www.redbubble.com/people/donattien/works/7004053-the-birch-maiden?c=32080-ink-illustrations
Thanks for dropping in and I hope you have enjoyed this draft snippet. Hopefully the whole book will be available by the summer. thanks Sally
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I’m looking forward to the release of Tales From The Irish Garden. That you’ll have such compelling illustrations is, as they say in the state of Louisiana, a lagniappe!
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Thank you Claire.. just have to get on with it!! You know what it is like… hugs xx
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What an exciting story, Sally. I love the picture of Jeremy. How wonderful to have such a talented illustrator to work with you. Best wishes with your story.
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Thank you Norah.. great prompts for stories.. xxx
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You use them well. 🙂
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This is lovely (I love donkeys!) and Donata’s illustration is wonderful. This will be such a fabulous book… Looking forward to it, Sally.
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Thank you Olga… so pleased you enjoyed.. xxx
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Sally, such a heartwarming story, I love to be a part of that! Animals are such a beautiful souls, enriching our lives by their gentle and trustful presence and you cannot show those qualities better! I absolutely love the story, and I’m proud and very happy to could be a part of this lovingly told tale. Looking forward to the next chapters!
Thank you All here for such a wonderful and kind word about the illustration, it was such a pleasure to play a bit in this magic garden Sally has created!
Thank you very much! Lots of love from Donata
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Thanks Donata.. and looking forward to sharing your other illustrations in the book.. ♥
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Lovely story of love and friendship conquering that jealous old bull! I look forward to reading the whole book and giving a copy to my grandchildren.
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Thank you very much Lyn.. really appreciate that.. hugs xx
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Thanks so much for sharing. xx
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Thank you for sharing my story Michael.. Have a good Sunday..
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Sweet story, Sally. Those cow-wives made my day. 🙂 I’m glad the story had a happy ending with a reunion between Jeremy and his mom. Your brother must have loved these stories. ❤
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Thank you Diana.. I think he was suitably impressed… I will remind him next time I see him and his children. xxx
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I am so glad this story had a happy ending, Sally. It is a great tale.
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Thank you Jan.. so pleased you enjoyed ♥
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Really enjoyed this, Sally! I’m glad Jeremy managed to find his way to the Storyteller’s garden 🙂
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Thank you Jacquie… so am I .. xxx
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A teaser from Sally Cronin’s upcoming release, Tales from the Irish Garden. Stop by to visit her wonderful blog, Smorgasbord, you won’t be sorry!
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Thanks Jacquie and the promo… enjoy the rest of the weekend.. ♥
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Another delightful tale in the tradition of Tales from the Garden!
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Thank you very much Annabelle.. I am enjoying writing it.. hugs
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Thanks for sharing this lovely story of Jeremy, a combination of a fairy tale and reality, with awe-inspiring illustrations. Congratulations Sally!
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Thank you Balroop… time to get on and finish it.. hugs xx
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Hi Sally,
Beautiful story. I wished I would have had it when my daughter was growing up. She loved being read to at bedtime. So now I will send it her so she can read it to my grandson. Thanks. HUGS
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Thank you so much Chuck.. I hope that they both enjoy. I am so pleased that there has been such a positive response.. Keep me going while I finish the rest of the book.. xx
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A lovely story to whet out appetities, Sally, and gorgeous illustrations.
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Thank you Mary… xxx
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My heart was in my throat… Saly, what a talent you have for weaving a tale, holding the audience and delivering the message so we want more. Now, I want a Jeremy and Fiona of my own. Perhaps, I should simply look forward to the book, eh? (and I do)
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Thank you Annette for the lovely comment and so pleased you enjoyed Jeremy’s story.. ♥
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A delightful story. Love, love the artwork by Donata.
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Thank you Darlene.. I agree Donata is very talents.. xxx
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A glimpse of a new book from Sally Cronin…
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Thank you Sue.. hugs xx
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My pleasure, Sally 🙂 xx
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Lovely story by Sally Cronin, beautiful artwork too!
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Thank you Zoe… and human.. very kind of you to share.. xxx
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An amazing story, Sally. I love little Jeremy the donkey.The illustrations are also delightful.
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This is delightful, Sally! You are such a good writer and storyteller.
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Thank you Jennie… that means a great deal. xx
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True words, Sally! You are most welcome. 🙂
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Such a beautiful story Sally. It appeals so much to my inner child. The illustrations are absolutely stunning. X
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Thank you Brigid.. just what I hoped for… xxx
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A beautiful tale Sally… I spent most of my childhood weekends and school holidays on my granddad’s farm and he had a mean bull and I used to watch him put his rope through his nose the same way you described…It brought back lovely memories of my childhood…I always remember being told not to get too close as the bull both fascinated and scared me in equal measure xxx
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Thanks Carol and so pleased it brought back happy memories.. I met a bull once called Donald who loved peppermints and not a mean bone in his body.. but I needed a baddie…. xxxxx
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My grandads bull was a baddie but for the life of me I can’t remember his name xxx
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You can call if Gerard if you like…. xxxx
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That is a good name..Thankyou, Sally xxx
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What a lovely tale with great illustrations. Thank you
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Thank you Gigi.. appreciate that.. xx
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oh, I forgot to say the illustration is beautiful, what a talent the artist has. xxx
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Thanks Adele and yes Dona is very talented.. xx
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Oh, Sally, I’m crying as I write this comment. What a wonderful story, so beautiful, just perfect. I can’t praise it enough. xxx
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Thank you so much Adele..so pleased you enjoyed… ♥
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Oh, I did. Beautiful story. ❤
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thanks for sharing Adele.. xxx♥
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My pleasure, Sally, huge hugs. xxx
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Thank you for sharing Chris..♥
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My pleasure, Sally ❤️❤️❤️
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This is a lovely tale–I do love donkeys– and the image is stunning Sally. Congratulations xxx
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Thanks Shey.. not to get the book finished… xxxxxx
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You will. That image is incentive x
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What a lovely way to begin another day. I’ll be waiting for the book – for my grandchildren, of course.
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Thank you Lynn.. so pleased you enjoyed.. xx
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A lovely story, Sally. I’m glad Jeremy and his mother were reunited. They also will be happy in the magic garden.Thank you.
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Glad you enjoyed John.. hugs xx
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The artwork is beautiful. And Sal, you never disappoint with your heartfelt stories. Little Jeremy sure won my heart over. Beautifully told I could visual all the characters, especially that big meanie Gerard! ❤ xx
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Thank you Debby…he deserved everything he got…and I would love a donkey.. keep the grass down.. xxxx♥
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Lol Sal! 🙂 xoxo
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And Fantastic work by Dona too. Honestly the story and the picture were made for each other. She is so talented.. she has caught all the personalities of the animals and the charm of your story in her picture. Lovely. I am a huge fan of both of you! Pxx
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Thanks Paul and so pleased Jeremy has won a few hearts over… time to get on and finish it… XXXX
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Sally, this is beautiful. You have done it again. It has the classic simplicity of a fairy story for children. They will sit there mesmerised by the lovely tale, with its strong story and gorgeous animals. But there is a lot of meat here for the adults too (and I don’t mean on the bull). Each of the animals have coherent personalities. Be they likeable and brave or jealous and mean they are people we know, behave believably, and as we would. They are engaging characters in their own right. I love the queen and story teller interaction with them that is truly fairyland. I don’t want to break it down and say there are elements of this and that, suffice to say you have done what you always do and have dipped into tradition then used your own unique set of skills and style to create something new and magical that is told is your deceptively simple and seamless way. It will be another triumph. Congratulations.
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Thank you so much Paul.. I am so delighted with your view on the story. I wanted to try it out here and see if I was on the right track. I will share a couple more in the coming weeks using various characters and see how it goes.. your support is always appreciated.. hugs XXXX
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Delightful–looking forward to more. Lovely, impressive artwork by Donata.
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Thank you very much Micki… so pleased you enjoyed.. xxx
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An innocent bit of whimsey
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Thank you Ellen.. xx
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Thank you. 😇
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