Dare to dream and watch your wishes grow.

Somewhere far away on the north side of small mountain is a garden filled with all sorts of magical possibilities.

A large and very beautiful garden that lays resting beneath a covering of soft white snow…

Experience a glimpse of this wonderland… as we dream together. The best is yet to be.

Let’s herald in this New Year and usher out this old.

“It’s not about what you look at that matters, it’s about what you see.”

Henry David Thoreau

On the north side of a small mountain in Maine,

The Home Place Fairies

Along with a Wizard and the Seamstress to the Fairies Welcome in the New Year.

Good tidings to each and every one of you!

“I know nothing with any certainty,

but the sight of the stars makes me dream.”

Vincent van Gogh

Thanksgiving is tomorrow, which is very exciting, and made all the more so by the welcome gifts of gratitude Fairy Folk leave around our farm.

For an entire week leading up to Thanksgiving members of the Fairy Kingdom leave offerings of thanks for all the enchanted clothing I have sewn or mended for them over the year. They are grateful that the Wizard and I have maintained our gardens, woodlands and organic blueberry barrens where fairies and wildlings together mingle and grow.

The Foxchild, one of my very best friends has been keeping an eye out for the Elves, Brownies, Hobgoblins, Pixies, Sprites and Trolls (to name just a few)  who come ahead of time when no one is looking;  leaving the most delicious surprises which I will serve to family and friends.

Look what Nora Russell, a Troll from the Knoll left for me this morning at the entrance to the Enchanted Forest.

Why it’s one of her Trolly Delicious Flourless Chocolate Cakes!

Nora, like most Trolls is a very accomplished chief. Each year for as long as I can remember  she has left us one of these exquisite cakes.

This year’s cake is topped with fresh pomegranate seeds and walnuts, set in a herbal bed of fragrant rosemary. Yum.

Nora’s husband William Edwin is gifted composer and violinist, and Nora as well as being a fine chief has a lovely soprano voice. Nora and Edwin perform together with the Grand Troll Opera, and they are about as romantic a couple as you could ever hope meet. Only chances are you will not meet them because Trolls are notoriously shy of humans, so encounters seldom happen.

However if you have a fair amount of patience and a keen ear you might hear, when the breeze is just right; after the wind has died down, William Edwin Troll playing his mesmerizing Marguerite Waltz on Violin as his friend Belya Troll accompanies him on piano.

Live your own great story out loud and remember to thank those whose gentle acts of kindness have touched you.

We know it’s a different kind of year and things are not quite the same, but the world has a wonderful way of righting itself with time.

A Very Happy Holiday to All of You Near and Far!

Happy Thanksgiving from The Home Place Fairies!

As Autumn begins to wane Fairy Folk are busy preparing for winter.

The blueberry barrens on top of Blue Fairy Hill twinkle with fairy dust encouraging plants to surrender their leaves of scarlet and gold.

Meanwhile deep within the enchanted forest a Wood Nymph gathers together all of the bunnies.

Wood Nymphs have a natural affinity for the gentlest and most defenseless beings who inhabit the forest.

Singing chants only Wood Nymphs know, they cast powerful spells transforming bunny brown summer fur into a safer winter white.

Wood Nymphs are as gentle as they are efficient and each bunny once enchanted is returned to his or her own burrow with care.

Late in Autumn as dusk falls the veil that separates our mortal world from the Fairy Realm blurs for a bit…and if you look carefully, listening with your heart as well as your ears.., you just might…

hear the lovely song of a Wood Nymph as she sings to bunnies turning soft brown summer fur into protective winter white.

A Statue of the Fairy Guardian Angel honors the day’s first light as glimmers of fairy dust twinkle all around.

This will be a fine day.

The sun will shine for awhile

and later, a welcome rain will fall.

Tiny wonders around us, everywhere and always.

September is a generally a month of superb, kind weather. The heavy heat of summer has passed and cool nights have settled upon us.

This is the time of year when my gardens have grown beyond their borders, boldly heralding their abundance.

I am busy collecting seed for next season’s plantings as fairies twinkle, scattering fairy dust where ever they go.

Elecampane, also known as Elfwort rises regal behind me, yellow and proud. Elfswort grows up to 5 feet tall, is a perennial plant that flowers from July through September here in Maine. He is the favorite plant of Elves and attracts Fairies, butterflies, hummingbirds and bees.

Purple Loosestrife is in love with Elfwort and the two in my garden are often found side by side. Though Purple Loosestrife is very beautiful she is also aggressive and dominating, it takes a steady hand weeding to keep her from free ranging and growing wildly out of control.

Childhood unlike Fairyland (which is a permanent and very real place) is a temporary Kingdom unto itself.

The Kingdom of Childhood is a limited time of Magical Thinking and Infinite Possibilities.

In Fairyland there exists no measure such as time; everything is simply happening, all of the time.

Imagination, hopefulness and pure believing are the very essence of what Fairies and Dreams are made of.

Glory persists in the garden where children play and Fairies reside.