From the moment I stepped out into my dooryard this morning I knew this day was special.

All about me the ground was covered with new fallen snow; all was silent, all was still.

It is Christmas Eve, the eve before the most sacred  day of all days in all of the world .

Fairies,  humans and  animals all respect and honor this day.

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I intentionally wandered about my farm with a deepening sense of gratitude for the God of all things whomever and whatever you perceive him to be.

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Entering  the pit greenhouse far below the frost line, I was awed by how the greenery flourishes despite the outside snow.

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In the Children’s Garden, all was still, the flowers  dormant under a blanket of white, not a fairy nor human in sight.

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Crossing the back meadow I passed Old Horse as he stood sentry, guarding the entrance to the fairies winter chamber as he does each and every  day.







I headed up the knoll through the woodland with Paco to Blue Fairy Hill,

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We crossed the bridge over The Stream of Dreams where the wand makers create magic each Easter in spring.

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and we walked through the glen where the gnomes reside.

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Paco and I continued on, hiking to the top of the hill where I pledged my allegiance  to the land before me far and wide.







Just before dusk set in I heard laughter and caught a glimpse of a lone child  at the top of the hill as she danced with her Teddy  in the snow.

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The child had discovered an enchanted Christmas Tree left by the Fairies.

Over her left shoulder the protective, guiding light of the north star watched as she sang thanks to the powers that be.

Heading back down the hill Paco and I entered  the enchanted Woodland where the Home Place Fairies dwell.

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There I left an offering in the Alter of the Fairies at the foot of their Great Oak Tree.












My gift to them, a token of thanks for all the magic they bring to our world.








As I left the woodland and headed for home I sensed but could not see the Home Place Fairy folk looking out at me.

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My little farmhouse looks so cozy and warm after a day wandering about in the cold.







The walkway to home looks inviting, all a glimmer and welcoming with Christmas lights .

There truly is no place like home on a Christmas Eve night with loved ones, pets and family at your side.

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Wishing You A Fairy Merry Christmas from the north side of a small mountain in Maine!

Love from  The Home Place Fairies and The Fairy Seamstress

Peace be within you.