Klöver

On the Isle of Skye, known as the Isle of Fairies, lives our Klöver, an elf older than Methuselah — and we all know Methuselah is nearly five thousand years old.

Klöver was born inside a pebble, on the banks of the Rha Waterfall. He is so wise that by the age of ten he had gained the wisdom of a human of ninety, and so every living being came to him for help or counsel.

One day a farmer begged him for aid. He wept at his ill fortune: every year he lost his harvest, and he could see no remedy left but magic.

Klöver told him: «Leave off your lamenting. Go north and find the wheat seed of temperate lands; go south and bring back a great deal of soil rich in copper. With these you will prepare and sow your ground. Lastly, take these clover seeds, grow them all around your field and tend them every day: from them will sprout the four-leaf clovers that will bring you the luck and the wealth you so desire».

The farmer did as he was bidden, and at the next harvest his land gave three times more wheat than he had hoped for. He went to Klöver to tell him that thanks to his magic clovers the miracle had happened, to which the elf replied: «As you have seen, when one labours with hope, faith and love, only one thing can come of it: Good Luck».

In the face of adversity, grow — and the magic will happen, because everything you desire is already within you.