I spent some time this morning
creating the beginnings of a fairy village
in the front garden
of a friend’s little girl
who liked to come and visit my garden
when she got home
she discovered the surprise
saw the fairies had moved in
right in her very own front yard
and gave it her full endorsement
“the whole point of life was you couldn’t ever be sure what would happen next.
sometimes what happened was good, sometimes not,
but there were always surprises.”
― veronica henry, author
sweet kinder spends her free choice time playing with the doll house.
when i stop over for a visit and ask why all the people are facing one way
she tells me they are waiting in line for the one bathroom.
(if you look closely, all the way to the right,
you’ll see the one toilet with someone sitting on it,
as well as a chef serving food out of a window,
and more people and animals scattered around downstairs)
what an amazing real world scenario.
how can i not love every single day of my job?
‘waiting in line is a great opportunity to meet people, daydream, or play.’