Early spring dandelion greens are so common that folks often overlook them for the fairy delicious treat that they are.

When gathering dandelion greens I am very selective, snipping the most blemish free young greens I can find.

The fairy best greens are those tender leaves whose buds have not yet gone to stem or flower; I pinch or snip a handful of these greens .

To cook dandelion greens:

Start a medium pot of about 1″ of water to a boil.

Rinse your greens and set aside. If you harvest only young greens there will be no need to chop them smaller or remove veins.

In a small fry pan saute for a minute  a clove of fresh minced garlic. I like to add a bit of chopped green onions and some chopped slices of radish at this time, saute a minute more…maybe. Remove fry pan from heat.

At this time drop your dandelion greens into the pot of boiling water and simmer for about 4 minutes. Then drain greens in a colander and press the water out.

Finally toss your cooked dandelion greens into your fry pan of garlic and what have you, turn heat back on med low and with two wooden spoons toss and turn your greens this way and that to mix flavors. When warmed through set on plate and serve with a sunny egg on top. Perhaps add a bit of goat cheese, some garden chives, a slice of tomato and red pepper too.

Be creative , fairies love beauty and believe cooking is as much about creative expression as it is about appetite.

Of course harvest your greens from a no foot traffic area and where no pesticides have been used.

Spring has arrived here on the north side of a small mountain in Maine.

Home Place Fairy folk are busy sprinkling my gardens with fairy dust, encouraging plants to sprout, blossom and grow.

Children help with gardening chores, enjoying the wonders of the natural world around themselves.

Swallow tail butterflies arrive savoring the sweet nectar of lilacs in bloom.

A Robin has nested among the greenhouse pots and laid a beautiful smooth blue egg which the fairies have sprinkled with protective dust.

Older fairies teach younger ones the art of spreading fairy dust ground precious and fine.

Once educated, out into the garden these young fairies go to spread their magic.

Fairy Dogs serve a special purpose. When they flutter and fly they circle the gardens round and round, increasing their speed. This causes the air to circulate and  fairy dust to scatter both high and low so all plants are touched with this magical powder.

The Fairy Seamstress makes certain all bird baths and fountains are full of fresh clean well water for the nourishment of Fairy Folk and Wild-lings.

There really is magic in every garden,

All one has to do

Is look…

Long ago and not so far away, an enchanted pony and a small group of children gathered together each and every spring.

With Fairies beside them the children rode horseback and danced in a woodland glen.

Now these children are children no more and they watch as their own young children dance and mingle with the fairy folk.

The world around us is truly enchanting; it’s what you make of it.

The days have cooled down here at the farm and late crops are ready for harvest.

We have bountiful quantities of heirloom tomatoes,

along with kale, broccoli, carrots and beans; late lettuce, leeks and scallions….to name just a few.

A couple times a week at twilight the gnomes will come down from the knoll and cast secret enchantments among the herb and perennial flower beds which will nourish and protect these plants throughout the upcoming winter.

September is a month of transition, the days have become shorter, the air cooler.

Wildlings and Fairy Folk are busier than ever gathering their winter food supplies as well as spreading enchantments and fairy dust where ever they go…

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!

Fairy sweetened apples on our farm here in Maine grow.

At the end of Summer on the edge of Fall, Home Place Fairy Folk sweeten ripening apples with fairy dust.

During the late evening hours our orchard is all a glimmer as it twinkles and glows.

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!