Spring is right around the corner.

Spring Dreaming Fairy Garden in Maine

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A Home Place Fairy Tale

NINA ENCHANTED

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Little Nina was in a predicament, she did not know what to do. All the other fairies were leaving the forest and heading as they always did towards the bright sunlight of their well tended gardens.

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As much as I enjoy tending these beautiful gardens day after day, I would like one morning where things were, well, different”, thought Nina. When suddenly one little fairy departed from the group and veered left instead of right, heading down a path Nina had not noticed before. Far in the distance a tiny beacon glowed. Nina could not decide what to do, as she had always followed the rest of the troop, never once had she ventured off alone. Suddenly very curious, Nina wondered how different her day might be if she too were to travel down this new path instead.

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After much contemplation Nina adventurously set out alone. Instead of turning right like the fairies have always done, she turned left, stepping onto a path much less traveled. Nina walked for what seemed like a very long time, going deeper into the forest, further than she had ever gone before. The trees seemed much taller here and it was darker; less sunlight and lots of toadstools, but Nina was not scared. After a while she found herself in a small clearing, the fairy she had been following was nowhere to be seen. Surrounding her were common woodland ferns and mosses, lichen and assorted mushrooms all muted in pale greens and grays; lots of shadowy places, not the brilliant colors of the gardens she generally tended. “Why this is not so special”, she thought, wishing she had taken the path to the gardens instead. Disappointed, she turned back toward where she had come from, when she noticed a tiny flickering orb of light.

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Nina gazed at the bright little orb in wonder and the little light politely asked that she step closer, and so she did.

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The little orb said, “Look deeper Nina, not a me, but at what lays before you.” And so Nina did look around herself into what she had thought was just an ordinary wooded glen.

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And what she saw was very beautiful. While Nina had thought she was surrounded by common woodland ferns and mosses, upon closer inspection she discovered that they weren’t so common after all. They were extraordinary and tucked in among them were hundreds of tiny flowers of a soft blue hue, the likes of which Nina had never seen before. These flowers whispered softly to her,”Please take us with you so we may cast our seeds far and wide.”

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Nina gathered these little blue flowers together, wrapping them with tender ferns and soft spongy mosses. As she did this the little flowers began to shimmer with happiness and the dark woodland glen became illuminated with a soft golden glow, a radiant light, created by the joy of flowers who have waited so long to be seen.

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Nina hurried back to the garden of sunlight, eager to share her adventure with the fairy folk and as she left that secret hidden woodland glen, the little blue flowers whispered “forget me not, forget me not”.

 

Thinking of Spring

A glorious winter morning in Maine.

Winter

photo: Lynn Karlin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A day when Fairy Folk might come out into the gardens to dance and play.

Heaven on Earth with sky so blue.

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Spring is just around the corner…

 

Poetry in the Garden

photo credit E.M.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetry

Websters definition;

po-et-ry

noun

Literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature.

The following excerpt from the poem Little Gidding was written in the year 1942 and is the fourth and final poem of T.S. Eliot’s, Four Quartets, a series of poems that discuss time, perspective, humanity, and salvation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thomas Stearns Eliot won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1948 and remains a highly distinguished poet, publisher, essayist, playwright and critic.

He was born in St. Louis Missouri in 1888.

 

Little Gidding by T.S. Eliot

Music; On the Nature of Daylight by Max Richter

 

 

Spring Dreaming

So much snow

The little farmhouse is buried deep .

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My gardens are dormant; asleep beneath a thick carpet of white wet snow.

The Home Place Fairy Folk are burrowed  cozy and warm in their chambers, snug along the root-line of a great oak tree, far below where the frost fingers glow.

They play music on pan pipes, harps, flutes and marimbas, they sort seeds and dance the slow waltz of fairies in winter, contently waiting the return to their gardens come spring.

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Fairyland Dreaming

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dare to dream and watch your wishes grow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Live a Great Story

Magic is in the hands and hearts of all true believers.

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Live your life like one big Great Story.

Express yourself,

Be adventurous,

Be creative,

Remain curious about the natural world around you.

 

My dear sister of the heart, Dory Anna is a friend of the fairy folk, she is also a seamstress who crafts beautiful  woolen capes made with love to last a lifetime.

Dory Anna began dreaming of and creating enchanting capes a long, long time ago; she now makes storybook capes for children in her Portland Maine studio.

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Dory Anna is someone who has lived a great story by following her heart and dreams.

 

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Memories of Summer

Which way to Fairyland?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That all depends on how much you believe in Fairies.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And how much you believe in possibilities.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Also how adventurous and imaginative you are.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Live your own great story out loud.

The possibilities are endless.

 

 

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.

 

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