Another Fairy Fine morning

In the Garden.

“Never let it be said that to dream is a waste of time.

For dreams are our realities in waiting.

In dreams we plant the seeds of our future.”

Author: Unknown

Artist:    Luciana Rose

July is a fairy fine month here at the farm.

For the Home Place Fairies who have worked so hard all spring and summer tending the gardens it is a month of merriment and playfulness. Our gardens are bursting with flowers and vegetables. The fruits in the orchard and fields are ripening; heavy with peach, pear, apple, raspberries and blueberries blue!

The day began just like any other and then something happened and nothing was ever quite the same.

Anniversary: A day of acknowledgement, a special occasion of gratitude or woe.

On the 20th of July, the Home Place Fairies and I celebrate a private anniversary of great significance.

We rise at dawn eager to take part in each and every moment of this day. Together we tend our gardens, softly singing gratitude to the powers that be.

A very Long time ago, my Grandmother Catherine gifted me with an introduction to the inhabitants of the Fairy Kingdom, reminding me to, “Have faith and to believe in that which you cannot see”.  Gramma lived her most of her entire life within a garden, just as I do now and almost always have, thanks to her, and thanks to the fairy folk.

Many years ago after a long and wandering time, when I first began transforming a woodland glen into a garden of my own and before even the first of the Home Place Fairies arrived …

my Gramma traveled a great distance to witness the beginnings with her own eyes, her heart wide open and she whispered, ” It takes courage to plant roses.”

After Gramma left I cleared trees and framed up garden beds with old timbers and rocks. I wandered the woodland and filled buckets with rotten sweet smelling stumps which I stamped down fine all soft and squishy and mixed with old dried oak leaves; rinsed off seaweed and soil, creating a deep rich black loam. I filled the beds with seeds and herbs and perennial divisions from Bonnie my dear friend, along with roadside gathered or old home site dug perennials. Which back then there were many of, now there are none or few.

The Home Place Faires observing my hard work and efforts and sensing my sincerity began to hover about, finally introducing themselves; they have lived beside me ever since. With the help of the fairy folk I added herbs and vegetables and our gardens flourished and grew.

Gardens draw all kinds of Wildlings to them, including a wide diversity of butterflies and birds. They also draw children; artists, musicians and poets, adults and the elderly, the sad and the joyous.

In time I met a wonderful Wizard and together we planted an orchard and tended a barren of blueberries that stretches far and wide.

For me it has taken courage and faith to plant a garden just as it had taken Gramma to plant hers, because the planting of a garden signifies letting roots down; believing that I had finally arrived at my own safe home place where I too, could begin in earnest to root, sprout, blossom and grow.

Like my Grandmother, I converse with fairy folk and the Home Place Fairies and I love to garden, cook, sing, dance and sew.

Some fairy fine Lemon Verbena Rose Petal Cake seems like a very good way to celebrate an anniversary.

In loving memory of my Gramma Catherine and her garden.

Big hugs to all those Fairy Grandmothers out there!

The last tears I shed, let them be upon flowers grown closer to the ground.

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

The ability of the mind to be creative and resourceful.

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

Individuality, original ideas;  the use of  your imagination.

“Be yourself, everyone else is already taken.”

       Oscar Wilde

Rejoice in your own unique individuality.

Explore the world around you.

Isn’t it spectacular?!

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

Gardens are full of all kinds of wonders and no two days are ever the same.

Follow your own path,

Become an explorer, an adventurer,

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

You are as magical as you feel.

This world is filled with endless possibilities.

Tiny wonders everywhere!

As the sun set on Blue Fairy Hill, fairies so charmed by the sight gathered together to dance together in the brilliant colors of light.

They whirled and they twirled, sweetening the blueberries and coloring them blue.

While the next morning a young girl sang songs to the Fairy Folk offering thanks.

Don’t you know…everyone has a Fairyland.

And the first of the fairy folks has entered the garden.

All is as it should be.

Ralphie knows that magic happens in every garden, all one has to do is look.

Due to his large open heart the fairy folk have deemed Ralphie worthy of becoming a true Fairy Dog!

Notice his fairy fine glimmer and glow!

In time he will earn his wings!

Like La Luna

And Gypsy Rosa

Childhood unlike Fairyland (which is a very real and permanent place), is a temporary Kingdom unto itself.

A finite period of time filled with Magical Thinking and Infinite Possibilities.

Where practically anything seems Possible.

As we grow older we tend to loose this magical way of thinking.

Or do we just… forget?

Fairies whispered to me long ago (and I believed them) that if  a person retains their childhood wonder and belief in possibilities, well then the portals to Fairyland will remain open to them forever and ever more.

What do you think?

What’s happening in your corner of the world today?

” To see a World in a Grain of Sand,

 And Heaven in a Wild Flower.

 Hole Infinity in the palm of your hand,

 And Eternity in an Hour.”

William Blake

Some Fairy Fun Facts:

William Blake (1757- 1827) was a poet, an engraver, a visionary; prophet and mystic.

William began drawing seriously at the age of 10. At age 14 he apprenticed with a master engraver for 7 years. At age 21 he studied at the Royal Academy of Arts in London, but was unhappy with the instruction so left to navigate his own course. He later became known for his mastery of illustrative watercolors and poetry.

Today William Blake’s poetry and art work are very much loved and respected by people all around the world.

Create your own great story out loud, the possibilities are endless.