It’s April, the month before May. Here in Maine on the north side of a small mountain not far from the sea our garden is filling with fairy folk who are awakening after many months of deep slumber. The fairies whirl and they twirl and they sing as they sway happy for the warmer weather […]

I spied two sweet little fairies walking out of the forest this morning. One little fairy was helping the other little fairy light her wand Then the two little fairies walked far out into the meadow with their wands held high, twinkling and bright.                       […]

January can be illuminating, it’s the beginning of a brand new year.               Arctic Hardy Kiwi vines lay resting beneath a light cover of snow, little promises of what’s yet to be.               Our glass green house is filled with pots of dormant […]

From the north side of a small mountain in Maine we wish you a Fairy Merry Christmas and a Fairy Happy New Year!!!                   What could be better than Christmas? Why a Christmas Birthday!                 Happy Birthday Nightingale and Feliz […]

The first day of winter has arrived here at the Farm and the Home Place Fairy Folk celebrate accordingly.           Blue Fairy Hill was covered in snow; a few days ago heavy December rains had washed our second snowfall away. Saturday evening more snow fell.             […]

The temperatures are cooling down and the first snowflakes are perhaps just hours away on the north side of this small mountain in Maine,                 During the shorter darker days of November there can be a temptation to dream of warmer hours in the garden with fairy folk. […]

                  Late Autumn, November to be exact, the time of year the Home Place Fairy Folk have been waiting for. All their seasonal chores are completed; their food lockers have been filled to capacity with delectable delights they will consume right up until Christmas at which time […]

What if I fall?                   Oh, but my Darling…                   What if you fly?                                     Quote by Erin Hanson    

August is the hottest of months in Maine and tiny wonders abound this time of year.                   Late in the afternoon as the sun reaches her rise, little fairy feet retreat from the gardens and greenhouse entering into the Enchanted Woodland for the cool comfort of shade. […]

                                                                                Magic happens all around you, all one has to do is look.