Fairies, and the Magical Wonder of Possibilities,                   here …               now …               always…                    

                                      Quote by Cooper Edens…                   Harvesting organic blueberries, one with the land.                   Unity, Hope, Freedom, Harmony, Liberty, and Friendship, […]

Pardon me, but which way to Fairyland?  

The way to Fairyland is not always a smooth and effortless ride.               Like most journeys worth undertaking what matters most is that your heart is in the right place. Fairy Folk do not allow entrance to just anyone and their entrances though many are secret and hidden. Sincerity […]

As I wander through my garden each morning, there is always some new mystery to discover. Blossoms awakening confident in full bloom; older ones fading, just as lovely in their departure as young ones are in unfolding.           Early one morning as I walked about my garden, lovely Doe and her […]

Look who I saw in the Enchanted Forest on this fine summers day.     A Doe, a deer, a lovely Dear Doe and her twin Fawns.            

Be your self.             Your brilliant, glorious original self.                   There is so much magic in the world around you           All you have to do is look.  

Here is a delightful simple little recipe from the fairy folk for a summer Fairy Berry Fruit Salad.                   The ingredients can come from your garden or the market, the fresher and grown closer to home the better. 1 small seedless watermelon cut into bite sized pieces […]

A full moon August evening is a magical time in the Enchanted Forest. The Full Moon of August is known by several names. Traditionally called the “Sturgeon Moon” because the giant sturgeon fish of the Great Lakes was caught during this time it can also known as the “Moon When All Things Ripen”, and here […]

Every garden has a story.                   And if I were to tell you mine in part began here. In a tiny house at the edge of a blueberry barren, nestled into a wood by a brook with a lone apple tree, well, that would not be untrue. […]