Sorry Faeries

I was waiting for a bus and noticed right behind me was this lot that contained an old derelict house ready to be torn down..and just some trees and flowers and grass popping up all wild and beautiful. I am struck by the beauty of this nature making a barren place look so wonderful and glorious. The fae were at work here...attaching the matter to the etheric blueprint of each growing thing...lively in the sunbeams and happy. I took pictures and a bit of a video and as I was doing so a man came up to me and asked me if I thought it would be okay for him to pick flowers. Being an honest person I thought, well I don't own this place and it probably would be..so I told him that it would most likely be okay to pick, flowers.

I regretted these words because as he left to do so..I felt guilt at what he would now be doing..ripping flowers out..flowers that were once growing lovely..now being killed. I frowned as I saw him holding bunches of bluebells. "You know ,said I....you will get the faeries upset by ripping out bluebells". He said " I don't believe in faeries" and then added "I am a faery". I told him that I did believe in faeries. The communication sort of ended there and I just got irritated that I had a part in causing this. My apologies to the fae. The man did it for beauty appreciation and perhaps to show love to another. At least there was a good point to this and he didn't just rip them out for no reason. I still felt badly though. I know the fae understand doing something for love reasons...but still.