Ever since I was a little kid I have loved fantasy. From epic adventures to gnomes and fairies, my mind was always in the clouds.
As a preteen I created notes for my siblings from gnomes who (supposedly) lived in the walls of our house. I loved to pretend that creatures of fantasy were near at all times, just out of sight of the naked eye. I still enjoy thinking about these wonderful creatures. And I still talk about them-now to my grandchild.
Who knows if they aren’t just hiding in the flowers of our yards, waiting to cast beautiful nature spells amidst the stars of night? As part of my fantasy wonder, I have started to create fairy houses. Here are a few for you to enjoy:
I can just imagine tiny fairies with colorful hair and clothes moving in, their tinkling laughter riding on the wind as they bless the yard with flowers and dappled rays of sunshine. Oh, what a wonderful dream! Maybe that’s one thing the old nursery rhyme song meant: “Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream…merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily-life is but a dream.”