July 20th a Very Special Day

As the sun rises here on the north side of a small mountain in Maine

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everything is exactly as it should be.

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Fairy Folk rise early and begin dusting their magical fairy dust ground precious and fine.

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My greenhouse is bursting with an abundance of fresh herbs, tomatoes and scented geraniums to name just a few varieties of flora that happily reside within.

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Large Lemon Verbena, nasturtiums and over flowing flats of Basil are vibrant and fragrant with scent.

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All is as it should be on this very fine wonderful 20th day of July.

The Fairies and I want to wish a very Fairy Happy 11th Birthday to my Grand daughter Delfina!!!!

All our love and blessings we send to you wherever you go, where ever you are…always.

With Love From,

Nana and the Fairies




The Traveler, The Camel and The Handpan

The following is such a beautiful story of one man’s generosity , one I thought worth repeating.

It is only a mere a sketch of a story, as it really is Ryan’s story and therefore his for the telling.

Every once in a while you meet someone who’s living their dreams.

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Ryan is such a person, and on the day he arrived in my gardens with Lady Katherine I could not help but notice how the birds sang louder; how flowers appeared more colorful and how the Fairy Folk instead of hiding fluttered freely as if welcoming one of their own. Even shy Luna the Enchanted Puppet showed herself, happily welcoming these guests.

A world traveler Ryan had just returned from South America, Thailand, India and Nepal.

Enchanted by the sound of an ancient Indian violin Ryan had traveled all the way to India in  hopes of finding a teacher and learning to play.

An amazing journey.

Below is a short video tale of what happened the day Ryan found his way into my garden.

The Traveler, The Camel and The Hand Pan

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The background music is mbira, as the Fairies themselves have whispered I play.

Greetings from the endless garden of the mind…where color and flowers are always in bloom.

Follow your heart; and live your own great story out loud.





Creative Exploration

Imagination (im-ag-i-na-tion)

The ability of the mind to be creative and resourceful.


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Creativity (cre-a-tiv-i-ty)

Individuality, original ideas;  the use of  your imagination.

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“Be yourself, everyone else is already taken.”











Rejoice in your own unique individuality.

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Explore the world around yourself.

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Many wonders lay before you which only become visible when you pause and slow down to look closely.

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Gardens are full of all kinds of wonders.

No two days are ever the same.

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Follow your own path,

Become an explorer, an adventurer,










Be courageous and become the author of your own life story.

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The possibilities are endless.


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Dancing With the Fae

“Hand in hand with fairy grace

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We sing we dance, we bless this place.”

W. Shakespeare



Garden Magic

Oh, how I love the possibilities each day offers.

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Gardens are full of all kinds of wonders no matter how large or how small they may be.







As long as a garden is lovingly tended all kinds of plants will sprout, blossom and grow.










Everyone enjoys Fairies and Fairy Folk appreciate all the attention they receive even if they remain secretive and hidden.

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Did you know plants enjoy children just as much as fairies do, and that the sound of one child’s laughter is enough to make a flower blossom and want to grow?

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Fairy Grandmothers! Who knew?

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There truly is magic in every garden, all one has to do is look.

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Lilac season here on the north side of a small mountain in Maine begins during the last weeks of May and if weather permits it can last well until the end of June.

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A hedgerow of common Lilacs both white and shades of purplish pink welcomes quests to our farm.

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Very early in the morning Home Place Fairies arrive and begin to sprinkle the gardens here with fairy dust, which encourages plants to vibrantly sprout, blossom and grow.

Each and every morning I like to do a walk about the farm greeting the wildlings as they awaken and the fairies as they arrive.

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Brunhilde Toad is a good friend of mine, she along with her sister Trixie are magical toads and they live in Madeline’s Enchanted Boarding House. Brunhilde seemed awake rather bright and early this morning, saying, “Deep in the garden lays a wonderful surprise.” Then she casually hopped past on her way to tell her sister what she’d seen.

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Being magical Toads Brunhilde and Trixie have pretty much everything they wish for.

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I noticed Robin had laid one perfect egg in her sweet little nest which the fairy folk have already sprinkled with magical dust for protection.

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I met Old Horse as he was just returning from his morning walk with a group of twinkling fairy folk.

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The Fairy Wardrobe Chamber sat quietly waiting for when human children might arrive. She holds many secrets and all sorts of possibilities.

As a  Fairy Magical Chamber she is filled with garments created by the Seamstress to the Fairies and enchanted with fairy dust.

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Just as the sun began her morning rise fairies began to sprinkle the garden with fairy dust ground precious and fine.











Each morning is different, no day is ever exactly the same.

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Today as I walked about I thought something seemed different somehow, the birds were chirping louder, and Old Horse had returned from his walk earlier than is usual.

And so I looked about the garden searching for a clue.

I came upon Eugene Troll’s large sturdy wooden chair, nothing seemed amiss, but where in fact was Eugene Troll, I wondered ?

Only to remember trolls always return to their underground chambers at the first sign of morning’s light.

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Fairy folk had already dusted the arbor of arctic hardy kiwi and all seemed as it should be.

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Continuing on my merry way I looked high and I looked low seeing nothing unusual, when I spied well into the garden’s center, the most charming little mailbox I ever did see.


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This turned out to be the delightful Miss. Millicent Mae Mailbox. Millicent Mae glistened and glowed; greeting me with a twinkle and a flutter. She had wings! And she spoke!

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Millicent Mae told me she had been made by Eugene the Troll from the Knoll out of fine metals mined by trolls from the hills, far beyond the Enchanted Forest.

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She said Fairies enchanted her, gifting her wings, the powers of invisibility and when and if she so chose it, the ability to fly! Oh, and yes…she was a shape shifter, meaning she can enlarge or decrease her size as it suits her.

No ordinary mailbox is Miss. Millicent Mae, but a fairy special one indeed. Her purpose is to receive hopes, dreams and wishes from children and grown ups and deliver them to Fairyland.

She was on a mission looking for a fairy special location in which to offer her services.

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I never met this little mailbox before and I am so happy to know her name for she did not stay, she chatted with me only briefly as she brightly twinkled, glistened, glimmered and glowed. Cheerfully saying she would be back in 6 days time when the sun shined bright, then she twinkled one last time and poof!

She was gone!

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Remarkable really, what you might find in a garden if only you look.









The Memory Keeper’s Dress

Every few generations there comes along in each family an individual who has a predestined path.

Known as The Memory Keeper this person is a family member who gathers together photographs and stories from our present day lives and those of our ancestors, saving and recording memorabilia that would otherwise become lost or forgotten.

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In my family I am this generation’s Memory Keeper.

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Several generations before me there was Margaret, my Grandfather’s sister. Through her son now passed many of the stories and photographs she shared with her only child, he passed down to me.

Margaret carried a memory book with her wherever she went, recording daily events as they transpired.

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They say every picture tells a story. What do you think this one says about Margaret with this young park bear? I think she looks more innocent than brave and the bear appears perhaps as young and naive as she, happily enjoying the attentions of such a lovely girl.

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Margaret kept a collection of photographs that have become family treasures, such as this one of Gordon Highlander, her brother at Dingman’s Ferry in Pennsylvania standing proud before tall Hollyhocks.

It is expected and required that every Memory Keeper create a sacred vessel in which to house their family’s stories. This vessel is then cast with an enchantment by fairies to become a unique one of a kind register of a family’s tales. Memory vessels are sacred for they carry the dreams, wishes and memories from all previous generations to the present day. Passed down from one generation to the next they can serve as inspiration and offer guidance for those seekers that come after, so they know they are never alone, their ancestors are always by their side.

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Margaret created two sacred vessels, a leather bound book she carried everywhere recording as she went and an embroidered box which held photographs the previous Memory Keeper passed down.

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When my turn came for making a sacred vessel of my own I waited until the evening of the first Full Moon of Autumn; then called upon the fairies and my ancestors for guidance and inspiration.









The fairies whispered, “use what you have at hand”.  All around me I saw an abundance of discarded cardboard and so with the remains of several large boxes I set about to construct my own unique memory vessel.

Being a Fairy Seamstress it seemed a natural choice that I might create some article of clothing, and so I decided upon a dress, a dress made entirely of cardboard into which I would place my family’s memories.









I collected large boxes from my basement; I stomped up and down happily hopping on them to flatten and then carefully cut them into large pieces. Next I painted each piece of cardboard with three coats of fresh white paint on both sides.  As I worked I noticed fairies arrived, sparkling and whispering at my side.

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Then I  began to sketch on the cardboard as a bodice appeared. I cut out the bodice and manipulated the cardboard “fabric” into a three dimensional shape which I glued together with a hot glue gun..

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The fairies in their excitement began sprinkling fairy dust on every piece of cardboard I’d painted in soft shades of pink.

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Next I was cutting and painting cardboard petals.,







cardboard butterflies…











and cardboard leaves which I painted a gentle shade of green.

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I was so inspired that I worked all through many days and several nights as a dress took form.











The fairies whispered,”wings”, and I was happy to oblige.


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I cut and glued together one large cardboard rose,  flowers followed.

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Before me a lovely cardboard fairy dress had taken form. Inspired by my ancestors and encouraged by fairies I had created my own unique vessel in which to hold my family’s dreams, stories and memories.

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Wings enchanted with fairy dust, came to life on a dress made of cardboard inspired by fairies and ancestors who lived before me.











Every Memory Keeper must present a book of their own, so the fairies whispered to me…”Cardboard, cardboard, it’s in your bone, make a book to house those stories that are your family’s all alone.”

And so I did.


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I cut and bent more cardboard, I painted, I drew…and a beautiful book began to emerge filling with the stories of ancestors past.

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“A moth a Sacred Luna Moth”, the Fairies whispered and I complied adding the finishing touch.

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On the eleventh day the dress and book were done, a welcome vessel in which to contain all my families memories, past, present and yet to come.

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Look about yourself at the material you have at hand to create your own memory vessel and you too can turn the ordinary into the extra-ordinary.












What if I Fall?

What if I fall?

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” Oh,  but my darling,”

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“What if you fly?”







So much magic and wonder surrounds us.











The inhabitants of the Fairy Kingdom teach us about hope, and the magic of possibility.

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About marching to your own drum no matter how different than those around you.

The world is full of wonder and the possibilities are endless.




Dandy Dandelions

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 .

Early in spring y are plentiful and so often over looked by their mere commoness

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.

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Fairy Dusting

Spring is  the busiest time of year for all inhabitants of the Fairy Kingdom.

Home Place Fairy Folk  have the pleasant task of sprinkling fairy dust throughout the flower and woodland gardens here at the farm.


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Little Delphinia Fairy sprinkles particles of magic dust throughout the woodland gardens among azaleas and rhododendrons who bow with graditude.








Fairy dust is composed of secret organic ingredients ground precious and fine which when sprinkled onto plants encourages them to sprout, blossom and grow.

The fairies left a bottle of fairy dust.


Fairy Dust has many magical applications besides encouraging flora to flourish and grow.







Each spring Fairy Folk leave me, as Seamstress to the Fairies a bottle of dust that has been specially ground. Just a wee pinch of dust sprinkled on an article of clothing I have sewn allows fairies who wear them to shape shift and change in size from fairy tiny to that of a mortal child.

A fairy fine dress for the Ball.










Here is a fairy dress that has just been sprinkled with fairy dust to reduce it to a wee small size.


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Here is that same dress as worn by sweet little fairy La Rosa at the Annual Grand Fairy Spring Ball.









There is magic all around you and you have to do is look.










Happy Spring!


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