“Hand in hand with fairy grace

We sing we dance, we bless this place.”

W. Shakespeare

There is a place when

there becomes a time,

in which it is possible

to cross over to where dreams reside.

Horses dreaming deep.

There is a place,

where water becomes snow

and returns back again.

Horses dreaming deep.

A place of dreams where stories reside,

where horses step through and cross over.

Where music,

glorious music

has always

just begun.

Horses dreaming deep.

Fairy Fine wishes for the New Year from Old Horse and the Home Place Fairies to the Horses of Vieques.

Out and about Fairy Folk are gathering nuts and fruits by the wayside.

With carts and rik shaw they collect acorns and walnuts; apples and pears.

They play as they work, they work as they play.

Together with Old Horse they dance and they sway.

The blueberry barrens of Blue Fairy Hill have turned scarlet with color as leaves fall down all around me,

and I cannot help but wonder as I wander at the brilliance of life.

At the magnificence of nature’s bounty; her natural beauty, and our duty as stewards of this land to preserve this precious environment we share with the Plant Kingdom; Fairy Folk and Wildlings.

Fairies believe that each and every day is a gift never to be taken for granted.

Sometimes it is what lies closet, directly before us that we miss and do not see.

So much wonder around us, tiny wonders everywhere.

Live your life, create your own Great Story.

Run with the wind…

Chase after fairy lights…

The possibilities, they are endless…

A Statue of the Fairy Guardian Angel honors the day’s first light as glimmers of fairy dust twinkle all around.

This will be a fine day.

The sun will shine for awhile

and later, a welcome rain will fall.

Tiny wonders around us, everywhere and always.

Magic happens in every garden, all you have to do is look.

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

everything is exactly as it should be.

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

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.

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

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

The Fairies and I want to wish a very Fairy Happy 11th Birthday to 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

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 .

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.

Spring has arrived here on the north side of a small mountain in Maine.

Home Place Fairy folk are busy sprinkling my gardens with fairy dust, encouraging plants to sprout, blossom and grow.

Children help with gardening chores, enjoying the wonders of the natural world around themselves.

Swallow tail butterflies arrive savoring the sweet nectar of lilacs in bloom.

A Robin has nested among the greenhouse pots and laid a beautiful smooth blue egg which the fairies have sprinkled with protective dust.

Older fairies teach younger ones the art of spreading fairy dust ground precious and fine.

Once educated, out into the garden these young fairies go to spread their magic.

Fairy Dogs serve a special purpose. When they flutter and fly they circle the gardens round and round, increasing their speed. This causes the air to circulate and  fairy dust to scatter both high and low so all plants are touched with this magical powder.

The Fairy Seamstress makes certain all bird baths and fountains are full of fresh clean well water for the nourishment of Fairy Folk and Wild-lings.

There really is magic in every garden,

All one has to do

Is look…

Long ago and not so far away, an enchanted pony and a small group of children gathered together each and every spring.

With Fairies beside them the children rode horseback and danced in a woodland glen.

Now these children are children no more and they watch as their own young children dance and mingle with the fairy folk.

The world around us is truly enchanting; it’s what you make of it.