ROBA VII

[Lydia Hildebrandt aka Kenning Stone]

Roba VII
(To read all of the Roba Episodes and see all of the Roba Cards see my Kenningstone Blog.

After a few days Roba was convinced that it was certainly the hat that was the cause of the old lady’s charmed life and that made her think of her own unhappy life in Caonach to which she must return. Roba had noticed the old lady taking a nap in a hammoc every day before lunch, her friend, the crow always near by. The hat was hung from a nearby tree branch. On this day, Roba walked quietly to the tree. She watched the crow as the crow watched her, but he said nothing. She picked up the hat and quietly stepped back and back and back until she was behind the hut. The crow watched her the whole time. Roba felt very bad….she could not possibly steal the hat! She put the hat on her head and sat still….It did not feel like a special hat. Suddenly Roba heard the crow cawing as it flew up. She whipped the hat off of her head and ran to Anois’ saddle bags and stuffed the hat into it. As she came out to the front of the house she saw the old lady searching about. “Roba, my love…it seems the wind has blown away my hat….perhaps you could help me search for it.” “Well, yes of course…but I must be off soon for I fear I have stayed your welcome for too long already.” Roba rushed over the ‘look’ for the hat. They searched for a few minutes when Baba Yaga said: “Well not to worry…I am sure one of my good friends will return it soon enough..perhaps the wind himself will blow it back.” Baba laughed. “You must pack up your pony and get going if you hope to reach the bridge before dark. And I will prepare a lunch for your journey”. With that Baba went to the house. As Roba stood next to Anois, putting his saddle bag on, Roba pulled out the hat…she could not steal from this wonderful old lady who had been so good to her. She smoothed out the hat and walked around the house to the front to sit on the bench and wait for Baba. “Ah“…cried Baba, “You have found my hat”.
“Yes” said Roba sadly. “You don’t seem very happy about it my love”. The old lady smiled. “Oh, I am, I am..it’s just that it seems to have made this a wonderful place for you and I am sorry to be leaving it”. “Well, the hat is useful..but it hasn’t ‘made’ anything around here…what are you talking about love?” The old lady continued to smile. “The Hat…it’s a magical hat..isn’t it? Roba whispered.
Baba shook her head: “The hat is only a hat my dear Roba.”
Alright...that must be long enough for tonight......Thank you for reading my story.....and Blessed Be.