Apple Blossom Daze
The old orchard at the farm where the ancient Wolf River apple trees grow.
Greenhouse in the orchard alight with fairy dust.
The old orchard at the farm where the ancient Wolf River apple trees grow.
Greenhouse in the orchard alight with fairy dust.
The thing about dreams is
They color your life with hope and possibilities.
Dreams are transformative, offering comfort, and encouragement.
Be a wanderer…
a wonderer… a curious seeker of truth,
a courageous spirit
who is endlessly inspired.
As Seamstress to the Fairies I dress fairy folk…. this is what I do.
Since early spring fairies of all shapes and sizes have been tapping at my door.
They arrive for their final fittings of fairy clothing I have been sewing for them over the long cold months of winter.
I am pleased to be adding the finishing touches for outfits they will wear while attending their annual Grand Fairy Spring Ball.
Fairies shape shift to the size of mortal children when they come to me for their fittings. This way I am able to comfortably sew their clothing to fit their bodies perfectly.
After their garments are adjusted and sewn , I sprinkle them with fairy dust and hang them from a chandelier made from antlers of stag.
Last they are set in the twilight beneath the light of springtime’s first new moon. This increases their magical powers ten fold.
Another small bit of fairy dust is all that is required to reduce their clothing to wee fairy size.
Fairy dust is very magical, it allows fairy clothing to fluctuate in size just as the fairy folk do when they shape shift.
Just a wee pinch of fairy dust is all it takes!
Home Place Fairy Folk love all that glimmers and glows and have a deep affection for jewelry.
Fairies collect jewelry left for them by human children or that which is made especially for them by the Trolls from the Knoll.
Did you know that somewhere right about now a Home Place Fairy is trying on an outfit for The Annual Grand Fairy Spring Ball?
This is a fabulous occasion attended by all members of the Fairy Realm and is held each and every year in a secret location by invitation only.
Meanwhile back in the Fairy Wardrobe Chamber at my farm… human children try on an assortment f magical clothing.
You are as “magical” as your imagine yourself to be.
I must confess, I have been known to sing and dance with the Fairies in May!
I startled La Rosa this morning as she collected star dust in the Enchanted Forest.
Home Place Fairy Folk gather star dust which they grind into powder, precious and fine.
This powder is bottled in magical vessels becoming fairy dust, which enhances it’s powers ten fold.
Fairy Dust has many uses. Each spring the Home Place Fairies leave me a bottle of their magical dust to sprinkle upon the clothing I have made for them during the cold winter months.
Just a pinch of fairy dust gives a single fairy dress magical powers such as being able to reduce from mortal clothing size to wee fairy size and back again as the wearer so desires!
It’s April, the month before May.
Here in Maine on the north side of a small mountain not far from the sea our garden is filling with fairy folk who are awakening after many months of deep slumber.
The fairies whirl and they twirl and they sing as they sway happy for the warmer weather coming this way.
Fairies are stewards of nature, in tune with the natural world they are harmonious beings who work as hard as they play.
Little Luna dog walks out into the garden on this warm sunny day delighted to see Fairies out and about laughing and gay.
Luna is a fairy special dog and shares a secret with the Home Place Fairy Folk.
Remember, magic happens in every garden, all one has to do is look.
I spied two sweet little fairies walking out of the forest this morning.
One little fairy was helping the other little fairy light her wand
Then the two little fairies walked far out into the meadow with their wands held high, twinkling and bright.
January can be illuminating, it’s the beginning of a brand new year.
Arctic Hardy Kiwi vines lay resting beneath a light cover of snow, little promises of what’s yet to be.
Our glass green house is filled with pots of dormant perennials sleeping and Gnomes from the Knoll have come and lit tiny little lanterns on Lady Grand, our generous Wolf River Apple Tree.
The Fairy Wardrobe Chamber is quietly awaiting the return of springtime children and fairy folk too.
Inside a tiny bit of fairy dust sparkles, what’s left from the last visiting Fae. Just a pinch of fairy dust is all it takes to keep the magic alive.
At the edge of The Enchanted Forest a small child peeks in, a believer of possibilities, she is enchanted by a magical light.
The Fairies rejoice knowing one True Believer is all it takes to keep their Magic and all of Fairyland alive forever and ever more.
All is as it should be.
From the north side of a small mountain in Maine we wish you a Fairy Merry Christmas and a Fairy Happy New Year!!!
What could be better than Christmas?
Why a Christmas Birthday!
Happy Birthday Nightingale and Feliz Cumpleanos Perico !!!
Good Tidings and Best Wishes From The Seamstress to The Fairies, The Home Place Fairies and Old Horse
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