Faery Dust

Dad and I were sitting at the picnic table in the yard where the children had been doing crafts.

I looked at the ground and it was covered with sparkling glitter--Dad couldn't resist doing a few shadow puppet routines. 

I LOVED Dad's hand shadow--it looks like faery dust springing from the hand of a grande old elf.

But I'm not surprised--after all--Dad IS a Leprechaun in disguise.