Tiny wonders everywhere…

Early in the morning, deep in the enchanted forest just as the sun begins to rise the Home Place Fairies set out to perform their morning tasks.

Delphinia notices a trail of fairy dust which tells her that La Rosa has already left the forest and set out to dust the gardens at the farm.

Each morning weather permitting, Fairies dust my gardens with fairy dust encouraging plantings to glimmer as well as grow.

Fairy dust is made by cleverly combining 2 parts stardust ground precious and fine with 1 part earnest and sincere human wishes. The Fairies then enchant the dust with a secret spell which intensifies it’s magical powers.

Later after Fairy Folk have left the garden children arrive to catch the last glimmers of fairy dust as it settles upon the flora so happy in the present moment.

The Fairies believe that if you can dream it,

You can do it!

So dream far, dream wide and remember to chart your own course,

walk your own path and live your own great story,

the possibilities are endless…

On the north side of a small mountain in Maine

Deep within an Enchanted Forest

A small troop of Home Place Fairies live within the heart of an Ancient Oak tree.

During the cold winter months they slumber, coming out to their alter to ring in the new year as weather permits.

Their Guardian is Old Horse , he is their sentry, their friend.

Old Horse was long ago enchanted by the Fairies

And though he ages, he never grows old.

Wishing you a Fairy Happy New Year 2016 from The Home Place Fairies, Old Horse

And the Seamstress to The Fairies!

On the north side of a small mountain in Maine a Full Blue Moon will rise into the sky at about 8:30 pm on Friday July 31st.

When a second full moon rises in one month it is called Blue, even though it isn’t actually the color blue.

In early times the name Blue Moon was given to the second  Full Moon in a month to distinguish it from the usual 3 Full Moons in a season.

Native American cultures and Fairy Folk named each Full Moon to reflect times of planting, harvest and seasonal conditions. When an extra Full Moon appeared it was called Blue, just to keep the other Full Moon names constant throughout the calendar year.

Since it is a rare occurrence, the term once in a Blue Moon has come to mean a rare occasion.

Blue Moons appear every 2 or 3 years.

The next Blue Moon will occur in 2018.

As a Blue Moon rises high over the hills here in Maine,  Fairy Folk and Wildlings come prancing out of the forest with wee baskets of fairy dust.

They dance and they  prance through the gardens,

the meadows, the orchards and hills.

A Full Blue Moon has a calming affect and asks that  Fairy Folk and Wildlings stop and take a long look around themselves to see the bigger picture.

Lulah Blue knows that a Blue Moon signals a limited period of exquisite possibilities; taking her time noticing every detail, she is the last of the fairies to leave the forest.

The lighting of her wand on a Blue Full Moon signifies the duality of choices which is always present when two full moons share the same month.

Mae Belle answers Lulah Blue, lighting her own wand, she releases fairy dust to signify the magnificence of this hour.

I follow Blue Belle across the blueberry barrens as fairies dance and twirl all around me.

Blue Belle leads me to the top of the hill where a handsome young Wizard of The Future has taken up temporary residence , although in truth by living in the past as well as the future he lives no where and everywhere at the same time.

The Wizard of The Future is too young to know everything he carries within himself and so he comes on the July Full Moon Blue to consult with the Fairy Folk.

He stands firmly on hallowed ground as the Fairies bless and christen him with enough hope and possibility to sustain him on his long journey into the future where all dreams and mysteries reside.

The Fairies never share all of their secrets nor all of their wisdom, they are wise enough to know that self gained knowledge is every individuals rightful path in life.

“Time present and time past

Are both perhaps present in time future

And time future in time past.

If all time is eternally present

All time is unredemable.

What might have been and what has been

Point to one end, which is always present.”

T.S. Eliot

Dawn approaches, the Blue Moon begins her descent and the sun her rise, as Fairy Folk return to their forest chambers.

As I wander down from the hilltop through the orchard, towards the gardens and home, the Wildlings depart for their own destinations  and I can’t help noticing that the young Wizard is nowhere to be seen.

Happy Full Moon Blue!

Every now and then a young artist comes along who combines talent with motivation.

Tallulah Desrochers is a very gifted writer and artist.

Here is an excerpt from her story, “The Forest Is In Their Hands”.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I have.

To be continued…

Early in the morning as the sun begins to rise

Fairy folk leave the forest, entering  gardens to work and play.

There they happily sprinkle fairy dust before fluttering off on their merry way.

The Realm of the Fairies is just a breath, whisper and step away.

Not always visible to human eyes, Home Place Fairy folk surround us in the gardens we care for and the homes which we love.

They are the so called Little People, Good Folk, Fairies or Fae.

When next you wander about your gardens look a bit more closely and you just might see a wee little Home Place Fairy enjoying the day.

Yesterday with help from the fairies I  mulched the paths through the Garden of Earthly Delights with straw.

This morning as I wandered about I spied a little fairy dog slumbering beneath the Pocahontas Lilac bush.

I did not recognize this little fairy dog and did not want to disturb her. However I was rather curious to know from where she had traveled, as the sound of her breathing suggested she had flown far.

Sensing my watchfulness the little fairy dog awoke with a sigh.

She said her name was Luna and that she had flown all the way to Maine from Puerto Rico with a gentle blowing, steady wind.

In Puerto Rico she is called a Perro Hadas (Dog Fairy) .

Luna had heard other Perro Hadas had flown to Maine before her in search of new experiences and adventures, wanting to broaden their views.

Luna decided to catch the next wind and venture out into the world and see what she could see for herself, arriving at our farm here in Maine just past midnight.

Luna and I made friends quickly and I gave her a teeny tiny collar with her very own teeny tiny tag so she would forever feel welcome and part of our Home Place Fairy family at the farm.

Little Luna Fairy Dog click to see a teeny tiny video of Luna the Fairy Dog