Newly completed fairy dress all alight with fairy dust.

As Seamstress to the Fairies I have just completed the finishing touches on this little dress, which I promptly dusted with fairy dust and hung from antlers of stag. This is tradition and increases the magical powers of the dress for it’s wearer. I am on the lookout now; awaiting the arrival of the sweet little shape shifting Home Place Fairy who plans to wear this dress at The Grand Fairy Spring Ball.

Ahh…yes…she has just arrived!

In the Fairy Glen we wander and we seek.

Gathering tiny blue Forget me nots is a springtime Home Place Fairy tradition.

Fairies arrive in the wee hours of dawn.

The Home Place Fairies arrived in full force this morning right as the rain tapered off. Through the kiwi arbor I caught a glimpse of them working their spring magic.

In the garlic beds they were busy sprinkling fairy dust, the beds were all a glow.I peeked inside the greenhouse and fluttering all about were fine little fairy folk happy as can be.

After surveying the gardens I walked down to the basement of the barn where my pit green house winters over rosemary, jasmine, geraniums, calla lily and tender fern and caught a glimpse of the fairy folk blessing the rosemary with remembrance while gently encouraging lemon verbena to awaken from her long winter’s dormant sleep.

Last but not least I walked through the meadow and into the woodland garden where the grand children’s fairy alter pays homage to all the Home Place Fairies and their kin and I spied one sweet little fairy all alight happily fluttering about within.

Look who I saw sparkling about in my garden this morning!

Mitzi, a fairy friendly, fuzzy little Fairy Dog wanna be!

Fairies arrive in the wee early hours of dawn.

Virginia Bluebells
(mertensia virginia)

Virginia Bluebells in full ring this morning, thousands of them carpet the gardens along with forget me knots. Virginia Bluebell (mertensia virginia) perennial, zones 3-9, shade,early spring bloomer. Prolific, small bulbs divide as well as self sows then dies back and greenery disappears in the heat of summer. A  cottage garden favorite of the fairies.

Magic happens in every garden.

All one has to do is look!

Fairies are mischievous, don’t you know?

Tiny wonders everywhere!

This morning I was pleasantly surprised when I spied this little fairy sniffing daffodils before she scampered through the arbor giggling .

Just saying….

During daylight’s hottest hours, Home Place Fairy Folk enter the Enchanted Forest seeking shade.

After a morning of hard work tending gardens they rest, napping inside cozy chambers hidden deep within an ancient oak tree.

It is during the cooler hours of dawn and again at twilight that fairies dance into gardens, scattering fairy dust, helping plants to flourish and grow.