rows and rows of flowering kale and cabbages
all come together
to create a beautiful, tiny fairy forest.
—
“a forest is not a wilderness,
but a community of souls who speak to one another on the wind.”
― anthony t. hincks
—
oakland county farmer’s market, pontiac, michigan, usa
’twas fairy day at the artisan’s market
and soon they came around
lots of them of ev’ry kind
and treasures to be found.
“the fairy poet takes a sheet o f moonbeam, silver white;
his ink is dew from daisies sweet,
his pen a point of light.
~joyce kilmer
when grandie v and i
have finished building our indoor winter fairy village
with jewels and feathers and sparkles, a flower vine swing, love tape, and puff ball beds
it is very important to write about it and invite them to move in tonight.
—
“when I sound the fairy call, gather here in silent meeting,
chin to knee on the orchard wall, cooled with dew and cherries eating.
merry, merry, take a cherry, mine are sounder, mine are rounder,
mine are sweeter for the eater, when the dews fall, and you’ll be fairies all.”
-emily dickinson
—
credits: fineartamerica, zazzle.com, purple clover
one day gerald mysteriously appeared
with a note and a friendly greeting
left by an unknown visitor
and
he moved into
the fairy community at my cottage
i know they welcomed him
with open arms and open doors.
—-
“happiness often sneaks in
through a door you didn’t know you left open.”
-john barrymore
may your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous,
leading to the most amazing view.
may your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
~edward abbey
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image credits : felted sculpture by lavender and lark, faerie magazine
at our annual
fairy tea party
filled with
wonder
and
wishes
and
sparkles
and
sweets
and
magic tea
that
changes colors.
there were many colorful characters
a knight and his lady were reunited after many long days spent in kindergarten
at last, we shared a fairy bread feast and made a toast to our special magical day
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each of us has experienced, at one time or another, a certain level of impatience while waiting to break in, or fall in, to our chosen life’s work. some are better at expressing this than others, and my niece, finn, is one of them.
I didn't have my glasses on.... 