F Is for . . .

Foziewisp, mais oui! As a child, I would chase the individual fluffy dandelion seeds flying through the air, having decided that they were fairies . . . and maybe my foziewispishness stems from that? I am of course aware that one shouldn't remove some things from some places (but boy is it hard). When we were at Volcanoes National Park on Hawaii, the temptation to pick up a piece of lava was overwhelming! But then when we were told that the goddess Pele would curse anyone who did so, it was added incentive to leave the pieces of lava right where they lay.