Dreaming of Spring

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Here Ye, Hear Ye… Spring is right around the corner!

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The back meadow at my farm is visited daily by a flock of Robins as well as a gathering of Blue Jays.

How lovely the air smells, how soft the ground once hard has become beneath my rubber booted feet.

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Soon fairies will awaken from their long winter slumber and leave the forest to join Old Horse and myself in the gardens.

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Come Spring

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For now I tidy up the glass greenhouse readying to start planting seeds; I  water the pithouse more often now as the temperatures rise; the sun shines brighter and the days are longer and warmer.

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Please click on the link below to enjoy a happy little spring time video.

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Dreaming … Spring is just around the corner!

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Magic of Snow

The Magic of a Soft Winter’s Snow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Garden’s gone quiet beneath the snow, quiet and resting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jack Frost

 

Our vintage 120 year old glass greenhouse has become a magnificent backdrop for a talented artist.

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A playful prankster who finds great fun in nipping noses, ears and fingers as well as an enormous amount of satisfaction and delight in painting ice patterns on lucky window panes.

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Jack Frost is believed by some to be the mischievous son of the Frost King. He is known as King of The Winter Spirits and is a member of the Fairy Kingdom. A talented traveling artist we consider ourselves fortunate to be the recipient of such fine artistry.

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Jack Frost is said to have the power to freeze shadows and he paints the beautiful fern like whirls you see frozen on window panes.

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When a glass window pane is exposed to outside air that is extremely cold and inside air that is warmer and moist, water vapor condenses on the glass forming (Jack Frost) patterns. Imperfections and scratches or dust particles on the glass influence the types of patterns Jack Frost can create. Often called fern frost or ice flowers because of the patterns created.

 

Maine Garden Magic and Fairies

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where Do Fairies Go When It Snows?

Children have been asking this question for generations.

A wonderful book of poems called “Beyond The Mountain” by Sarah Stokes Halkett published in 1917 asks this same question.

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Here in Maine on the north side of a small mountain I am Seamstress to a troop of Home Place Fairies.

I sew and weave a very elaborate assortment of clothing for these fairies to suit their needs.

I also create with the fairies assistance what I like to call, “wearable gardens” for human children.

The Home Place Fairies in turn help the Wizard and I care for the orchards on our farm as well as assist bees pollinating flower and vegetable gardens and fields of organic blueberries.

Old Horse is Guardian of the Home Place Fairies and has lived here at the farm as long as anyone can remember.

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Long ago enchanted by the Fairies, he ages though he never grows old.

So where do the fairies go when it snows ….

Old Horse knows , but he’s not saying.

This sweet poem from “Beyond The Mountain” was asking that same question in 1917 and well, it’s still being asked today.

 

The Snowdrops

Where do the pretty fairies go

When the world is white with snow?

 

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I asked the sun, he did not know,

He never saw the fairies go.

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Where do the gentle fairies stay

When all the world is cold and gray?

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I asked the moon, he could not say;

He too wonders where the fairies stay.

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Where do the pretty fairies hide

When on the snow we slip and slide?

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I asked the stars, they only sighed;

It’s lonely when the fairies hide.

Where do the pretty fairies go?

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I think perhaps the flowers know

I’ll wait until the snowdrops grow,

And ask them where the fairies go.

 

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Fairies are mysterious little beings and maybe we as humans are not meant to know the answer to every little thing.

Possibly real magic rests in faith and believing in possibilities which you cannot always see;

Maybe magic is the same as dreaming and wishing upon stars .

 

 

 

 

Happy New Year

 

Happy New Year From the Fairies!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

May it be Gentle and Kind.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Believe

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Home Place Fairies Tale: Old Horse and The Wand Makers

Each spring there is one day before the green buds in the trees that is filledduring the twilight hours just before darkness turns to dawn when the veil between the fairy kingdom and the human world thins. During these few hours the Home Place Fairies have the ability to shed their wings and shape shift into the size of a mortal child.

Somewhere far away in New England on the north side of a mountain in a village of hope, a small troop of Home Place Fairies gather together in the deepest hours of twilight. On this evening each year they have the ability to shape shift, increasing their size to that of mortal children. In order to do so they must shed their wings and leave them behind closeted deep within their chambers of an old oak tree.

With fine woven willow baskets they set about capturing stardust to later grind into fairy dust precious and fine.

While a human child slumbers in a farmhouse nearby the fairies happily gather stardust to grind into powder, precious and fine.

Nightingale and LaLuna fill their baskets while a human child dreams within the small little farmhouse and an old horse stand by.

Filling finely woven willow baskets the fairies look high and they look low.  Sensing the sleeping child they enter her dream. All the while an old horse stands watching , he’s waited many years for this day.

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They are the wand makers and this is their hour . They have no time to waste as they march across the meadow as they march across the meadow to the stream of dreams.

They are the Wand Makers and this is their hour . These fairies have no time to waste as they march across the meadow through the forest to the Stream of Dreams.

Here stands La Rosa the lightest of the Home Place Fairies .

Here stands La Rosa, she is the Wand Keeper .

It is during these twilight hours of enchantment when starlight frop from the sky. Floating down the stream of dreams captured by the fairies creating powerful wands.

It is during these twilight hours of enchantment that stars reflections drop from the sky. Floating down the Stream of Dreams they are captured by the fairies on twigs of apple, ash and oak, creating powerful wands.

The fairies must work together in tandem capturing enough light to empower their wands for one full season straight through to the following year.

The Wand Makers must work together in tandem capturing enough starlight to empower all of their wands for one full year. Only on this day early each spring, before the buds turn green can they work this magic.

They work hard and in silence and with great concentration. For they must not miss one starlight's reflection nor one child's dream.

The Fairies work hard and in silence, with great concentration. They must not miss one starlight’s reflection as each represents a mortal child ‘s dream.

"The old horse is waiting and time is running short. " LaRosa tells the wand makers .

“Old Horse is waiting and time is running short. ” La Rosa tells the Wand Makers .

Nightin Gale and Lullah Blue take their wands and they walk the old horse who has been watching and waiting near by.

Nightingale and Lula Belle join Old Horse who has been watching and waiting near by.

Old Horse follows Nightingale . He's been through this before and he knows what must be done.

Old Horse follows Nightingale. He’s been through this before and he knows what must be done.

To the edge of the meadow where the ancient orchard grows Nightingale and Lullah Blu walk the Old Horse. While in the farmhouse nearby a mortal child lays sleeping dreaming of a magic horse to be her best friend.

To the edge of the meadow where the ancient orchard grows they take him, while in the farmhouse a girl child lays dreaming of starlight, and wands.

Old Horse bows his head as the fairies work their magic. He is re-enchanted with everlasting time. Though he ages he never grows old.

Into the little girl's dream the fairies enter leading Old Horse . "Come with us" they say.

Into the little girl’s dream the fairies enter. “Come with us.” they whisper to the sleeping child.

And so the girl follows the fairies and old horse deeper into her dream.

And so the girl follows the fairies and Old Horse follows them, deeper into her dream they go.

For some children special children, horses are sent as guardians, gifts from the faires, to be their protectors and best friends. These horses will be

As the darkness begins to fade and dawn is on the rise the fairies must gather their wands and stardust and head back to their chamber

As darkness begins to fade and dawn is on the rise the fairies gather their wands and stardust. Quickly they must head back to their chambers. At the entrance they will shape shift back to their wee size, adorn their wings and into the garden take flight.

The little girl awakens to find the Old Horse

In the morning when the little girl awakens, she walks  far into the meadow where the orchard grows.  She sees an old horse standing, waiting and she knows he is there for her; she recognizes him from her dreams. Together they walk as she leads him out of his past and into their future.

 

 

Fairies Everywhere and Always

While out wandering one fine day I met a little Green Fairy dancing all alone in the forest.

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Upon seeing me the little fairy politely bowed, curtsied, giggled and twirled.

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As I stepped closer she paused and smiled sweetly,

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Then snapped her fingers and fled.

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Little Bit of Summer in the Pit House

Attached to our barn we have a pit greenhouse.

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Our so called Pit House is a greenhouse buried 8 feet deep into the earth with a southern facing glass roof.

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A wonderful haven where magic happens all year long.

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Brunhilde Toad and her sister Trixie winter here, it is their version of the tropics.

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Amaryllis flowers blossom among large pots of  Rosemary and  Scented Geraniums.

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The earth banked sides retain solar warmth collected from the glass roof on sunny winter days.

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Fairy Folk visit with me as I tend  herbs on the warmest of the winter days. They sprinkle fairy dust about which encourages the plants to continue to sprout, blossom and grow.

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Some of my favorite children visit with the fairies as they help water the herbs sparingly during the long cold winter months.

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Spending an hour or two in this green and flowering little haven is truly magical, especially on a cold Maine winter day.

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I come from a long line of gardeners who were friends with the fairy folk, and many of them had pithouses as well as above ground glass greenhouses.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Each generation in my family there have been individuals who were friends with the Fairy Folk.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And each generation has had their own Memory Keeper. I am the Memory Keeper for my generation. I am known as Seamstress to the Fairies.

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I make fairy clothing for the wee folk as well as enchanted wearable gardens for human believers of the Fae.

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I‘ve also been known to write a fairy tale or two.

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In the winter when my gardens are asleep I enjoy spending quiet moments in my pit house enjoying the greenery and scent of herb flowers and warm rich earth on a snowy white day.

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Cinnamon is a fairy happy bunny who spends the winter residing in the warmth and flora of our pit house along with his pal Toast.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cinnamon and Toast are fairy small rabbits and very friendly, they tend to the winter pruning of my rather large Rosemary plants.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A little nibble here and a little nibble there, they keep these shrubs tidy and tame.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They also like to munch on tender little weeds who poke up through the sand and gravel floor.

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Rosemary sparkled with fairy dust.

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Here are some images of other pit greenhouses. They come in all sizes, but the concept is the same, each is a glass roofed structure nested snug into the warmth of Earth’s soil.

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Spring is right around the corner.

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Little Green Fairy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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