Merry Christmas!!!

Some people believe there are fairies wherever there are children, gardens and pets and some people do not believe in fairies and probably never will.

High upon the Blue Fairy Hill among the fields once blue two little friends set out hoping they might be lucky enough to catch sight of a Home Place Fairy or two.

On the hillside they saw a twinkle, just one tiny little glimmer of light.

“What do you think “,  said one child to the other, “Is this a lone fairy or a single sparkling light?”

“I am not sure”, said her friend, “This hill is getting steeper and that light is climbing higher than I want to go. I think I will turn back for my supper”.

So the one child climbed on all alone with her Teddy to the top of the hill.

When she reached the highest peak  she was very tired so she sat down to rest taking in the view.

The sun began to set rewarding her with the sight of three dancing fairies as they bid farewell to the day and welcomed the night.

Not everyone believes in fairies but if you look real close you might just find them right there beside you.

A thick grey fog rolled into and over the back meadows and gardens this morning,

It is dusk now and that fog is still here.

After a series of seemingly endless days of November gray I find myself dreaming of summer.

I dream of fairy folk dancing in the meadows scattering fairy dust at work and at play.

I dream of Old Horse standing sentry, watching over my gardens on a warm sunny day.

I think of Grand Fafa and how he watches over each and every one of us as he always did and continues to do so day after day.

Memories warm us from within, coloring even the grayest of days with the brilliance of all we have loved.

Early November in Maine can be rather nippy and chill.

The sunrise viewed over our back meadow, is glorious and ever changing.

The early morning sky can become a vibrant palate of colors  swiftly changing until the sun herself has fully risen.

As winter approaches the Home Place Fairies slumber late into the day; nestled deep within their cozy winter chambers inside an ancient oak tree.

On occasion I visit with the fairies before the deep snow of winter sets in.

Old Horse is Guardian of the Home Place Fairies.

He stands sentry, guarding the secret entrance to their winter chambers.

Long ago he was enchanted by the fairies and though he ages, he never grows old.

Magic surrounds us, all one has to do is look.

Imagine if you were brave enough to make a wish

Imagine if you were determined enough to make it come true

Just another fairy fine day in the Enchanted Forest.

Magic happens everywhere, all one has to do, is look.

The Magic of twilight in the Children’s Garden of Earthly Delight.

It’s all just a whisper and a wish away…

“Don’t you know that everybody’s got a Fairyland of their own?”

              P.L. Travers (Mary Poppins)

Express yourself …

Dance … because you can.

Sing … because you want to.

Take time out each and every day to be outdoors among the natural world.

Sing to stars,

whisper to clouds,

walk among nature with your shadow and dance with the trees.