Where would you imagine a nymph to spend the starry nights of summer? In the cool deep forest where the fireflies serve as lanterns, lighting the way to her velvety thick, moss-covered bed, of course!
She awakens in the early dawn to delight at the sight of a dew-kissed spider web, sparkling in the golden sunrise like a lacy doily illuminated by twinkle lights. The faeries of the forest arrived. Each bearing a treat of refreshing spearmint berries for her to nibble on for breakfast. Spying a honeycomb left behind by a friendly neighboring bear, which must have been startled into abandoning it, the nymph scoops it up on her way to the spring for a quick drink of fresh spring water mixed with a quick stir of honey.
When the light misty fog of morning lifted, she was stepping out from under her invigorating waterfall shower. Carefully arranged lacy twigs in her hair, enabling her to travel unseen across the lush green meadow grass leaning toward the sun, she made plans to run with the fawns at midday.