Thinking of Spring
A glorious winter morning in Maine. A day when Fairy Folk might come out into the gardens to dance and play. Heaven on Earth with sky so blue. Spring is just around the corner…
A glorious winter morning in Maine. A day when Fairy Folk might come out into the gardens to dance and play. Heaven on Earth with sky so blue. Spring is just around the corner…
Attached to our barn we have a pit greenhouse. Our so called Pit House is a greenhouse buried 8 feet deep into the earth with a southern facing glass roof. A wonderful haven where magic happens all year long. […]
Once a long, long time ago I knew a little girl who lived in a little house in a little wood. The little girl lived with a fairy horse and two tame wolf dogs deep within an enchanted forest in a clearing by a stream. […]
Our vintage 120 year old glass greenhouse has become a magnificent backdrop for a talented artist. A playful prankster who finds great fun in nipping noses, ears and fingers as well as an enormous amount of satisfaction and delight in painting ice patterns on lucky window panes. […]
January can be illuminating, it’s the beginning of a brand new year. Arctic Hardy Kiwi vines lay resting beneath a light cover of snow, little promises of what’s yet to be. Our glass green house is filled with pots of dormant […]
Somewhere far away in New England on the north side of a mountain in a village of hope, a small troop of Home Place Fairies gather together in the deepest hours of twilight. On this evening each year they have the ability to shape shift, increasing their size to that of mortal children. In order […]
The following is such a beautiful story of one man’s generosity , one I thought worth repeating. It is a mere a sketch of a story, as it really is Ryan’s story and therefore his for the telling. Every once in a while you meet someone who’s living their dreams. […]
Ours is a glorious world filled with all sorts of surprises. Those who seek experience the extra ordinary possibilities found in unexpected places. Happy New Year from the Seamstress to the Fairies!
Silence has it’s own special kind of magic, Just as singing does.
Nina Enchanted Little Nina was in a predicament, she did not know what to do. All the other fairies were leaving the forest and heading as they always did towards the bright sunlight of their well tended gardens. “As much […]