Magic happens in every garden.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tiny wonders surround us each and everyday.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

All one has to do is look.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don”t worry things aren’t as they appear; these little fellas are not as snarly as they look.

They are members of the Fairy Realm, Theodore Troll and Horatio Hobgoblin and they are kindly setting out lanterns so trick or treaters do not stumble in the dark.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Trolls and Hobgoblins do this every year and are responsible for most of the lighting on Halloween staying lit.

Their lanterns and lights guide costumed trick or treaters on the one evening of the year when their presence does not instill terror and fear.

They know humans too often judge what they see with their eyes and not with their hearts. Because of this Trolls and Hobgoblins generally keep to themselves living deep in forest caves or beneath mounds up on the Knoll.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

All Hallows Eve or Halloween is the one night when all members of the Fairy Realm can walk among Humans completely undetected, even the humble little Hobgoblins and Trolls.

Halloween is a favorite occasion for all beings of the Fairy Kingdom; especially the Home Place Fairies.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On this date each year from dusk to midnight, Home Place Fairy folk  have the ability to shape shift and increase their size to that of mortal children.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Being mischievous little pranksters they take great pleasure in having a few hours in which  to walk undetected  among costumed mortals.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So look closely when you hear that knock on your door tonight…is this really a costumed child or a clever shape shifting fairy increased to mortal size ?

 

Happy Halloween Everybody!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Autumn has come to the north side of a small mountain in Maine.

Through the greenhouse door into our orchard children go.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where apple trees whose fruits have been  sweetened by Home Place Fairy Folk are harvested.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Children gather together collecting the bounty of an ancient Wolf River apple tree which we will press into cider, cook into sauce and bake into pies.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Together children play as they harvest,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and sing as they dance.

 

 

 

 

As Autumn falls all around… all around

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you children for helping harvest and thank you Home Place Fairies for sweetening our fruit trees and encouraging them to grow!

 

 

 

Magic Happens…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The hills here in Maine are filled with all kinds of Magic.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

All one has to do is look … fairy folk everywhere!

 

 

Magic happens in every garden.

It’s Autumn harvest time at the farm.

Apples…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pears…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and late fall peaches…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

With Fairy Folk we harvest our fruits to bake, freeze and store for the winter.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here on the north side of a small mountain in Maine Autumn has arrived in full glory. Days have grown shorter, the air has become a bit sharp and cold; leaves changed color, falling softly to the ground.

With the final passing of summer’s warmth the Home Place Fairy Folk retreat to their chambers deep within the trunk of an ancient oak tree where they will spent the long cold months of winter in a deep slumber.

It is said there is a long standing tradition among these Fairies. That if they are asked sincerely and politely enough by a human child right before the final leaves have fallen, they will emerge from their winter chambers one last time to perform The Last Dance of Autumn with that child.

 

 

October is apple season in Maine.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is when the Fairy Kingdom and mankind merge together working side by side to harvest nature’s bounty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Humans unlike Fairy Folk cannot always see what lays directly before them, so although fairy folk work along side us they most often remain invisible to the average mortal’s eye.

Fairies and Gnomes and even the tall elegant Wizard can wander about undetected while sweetening and gathering apples at our farm.

It is usually children who catch a glimpse of them and of course the Wildlings.

On rare occasions an adult will come along who has not lost their magic of believing and for them the The Kingdom of Childhood, the gateway  to The Fairy Realm remains wide open.

It is these few individuals who will see the fairies who live and work by our side.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gnomes collect tender apples sweetened by fairy dust which glimmer and glow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Wizard samples the first apple picked this season for flavor, nodding his approval.

The Fairies have sprinkled the proper amount of fairy dust for taste and sweetness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After gathering  apples the Gnomes consult with The Wizard of Time regarding the weather.

This Wizard is very wise and he watches over all of the Fairy Kingdom.

He reassures the Gnomes that all will be well as they slumber through the winter months in their cozy chambers.

The Wizard knows that time moves forward and that faith is as important as the air we breathe.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After our family has harvested their apples we gather bushel basket fulls into the greenhouse where we will sort them for eating and pressing into cider.

 

 

 

 

 

Home Place Fairies wheel apples to their home within the heart of an ancient tree.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Trolls and Gnomes with the help of Fairy Dogs will carry baskets and sacks filled with apples to secret root cellars hidden on the Knoll.

 

 

 

 

 

 

This evening we humans will savor the fragrance of apples baking. Tomorrow we will bring them to The Magician and His Lady of The Orchards for pressing into cider.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just before departing into the Enchanted Forest the Fairies peek into our greenhouse filled with a bounty they helped bring to fruition, while a little girl in red boots dances a jig on the table.

 

 

 

 

When the sun sets all Fairies, Trolls and Gnomes have retired to their chambers and we to our cozy home by a fire; the Wizard to his tower on the hill.

This is the hour when nocturnal Wildlings awaken, returning to the orchard, meadow and gardens, where they will feast upon dropped apples, late peaches and pears.

 

A bit of Home Place Fairy Lore:

Did you know that each of the Gnomes from the Knoll has their very own Fairy Dog? Well, they do.These tiny dogs are loyal companions and like most fairy folk they have the power to shape shift and increase in size. They also posses the power of partial invisibility, meaning they can make their wings invisible and appear as any average mortal dog.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gnomes are playful folk and Fairy Dogs are too. But don’t be fooled, what looks like play is also about getting the job done. Gnomes are responsible for making sure each and every piece of fruit has been properly dusted by the Fairies for taste and painted by the Pixies for color. Then with the help of large invisible Trolls, Gnomes have the task of gathering enough fruits for distribution to the entire Fairy Realm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fairy dogs love to run and flutter following Gnomes; in the process they prevent any magical dust from settling on the ground.