Once a year, in the late summer, all the nature spirits get together to have a party, and this story begins with just such a party, long, long ago. The spirits, lots of them, have gathered in a clearing in Bluebell Wood. A little stream gurgles merrily alongside the clearing, and beside it a table has been laid with raspberries, blackberries and loganberries in bowls made from walnut shells. The boy spirits have collected the berries which are growing at this time of year. They bring them to the girls who pick the tiny little berries off the main fruit, (each of which is as big as their...