As Seamstress to the Fairies I dress fairy folk…. this is what I do.               Since early spring fairies of all shapes and sizes have been tapping at my door.                 They arrive for their final fittings of fairy clothing I have […]

                  The Fairies have arrived….and winter’s pale palette returns to color.         Welcome Fairies…one and all!

I startled La Rosa this morning as she collected star dust in the Enchanted Forest.                   Home Place Fairy Folk gather star dust which they grind into powder, precious and fine.                   This powder is bottled in magical vessels […]

Fairy Folk have a way of seeing the beauty that is to come….                      

It’s April, the month before May. Here in Maine on the north side of a small mountain not far from the sea our garden is filling with fairy folk who are awakening after many months of deep slumber. The fairies whirl and they twirl and they sing as they sway happy for the warmer weather […]

I spied two sweet little fairies walking out of the forest this morning. One little fairy was helping the other little fairy light her wand Then the two little fairies walked far out into the meadow with their wands held high, twinkling and bright.                       […]

From the north side of a small mountain in Maine we wish you a Fairy Merry Christmas and a Fairy Happy New Year!!!                   What could be better than Christmas? Why a Christmas Birthday!                 Happy Birthday Nightingale and Feliz […]

The temperatures are cooling down and the first snowflakes are perhaps just hours away on the north side of this small mountain in Maine,                 During the shorter darker days of November there can be a temptation to dream of warmer hours in the garden with fairy folk. […]

                  Late Autumn, November to be exact, the time of year the Home Place Fairy Folk have been waiting for. All their seasonal chores are completed; their food lockers have been filled to capacity with delectable delights they will consume right up until Christmas at which time […]

What if I fall?                   Oh, but my Darling…                   What if you fly?                                     Quote by Erin Hanson