I Believe in Faeries

This is the enchanted wood where Sissy and I stopped on our way back from the beach last September.

I was only recently going through those photographs, when I noticed there is what looks like a faery in this picture.  I have not done anything with this photograph, other than to crop it, copyright it, and level the colors.  I had uploaded it to facebook before I realized there's a real faery in the photo!!!

Can you see her?  Wings and all, to the left of the sun sparkle, in front of the smaller tree.  This is a stand of old growth trees--so the tree behind the faery is over a foot thick--the child of the humongous trees further back.  So, to put it into perspective, that faery was at least five inches from head to toe.  Why I didn't notice it until after I looked at the photos is anyone's guess!

I took Mumsie there last week on our way home from the Coast--no faeries this time, but the magic of that place steeps the air with mystery.

I hope to visit there often.  I would like to explore a little further.  Want to come, Sissy? 

Faeries in the Rhododendrons - Guest Heart Thursday

I was out planting the tomatoes, when the sun came out.  What a beautiful day--we have had so little sun this spring, I stayed out to soak in a few rays.  While I was at it, I was taking some photos of the flowers in the front yard.  Do you believe in faeries?  (grin)  Well here's proof they exist.  They were flitting around in the rhodies!

They threw faery dust at my camera...

And plopped a sunny heart on a Rhodie leaf...just perfect for Guest Heart Thursday!

I believe in faeries, I do, I DO!

Have a perfectly lovely wonderful day.

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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.

Porthole to Fairyland

As you know, there is a porthole to another world which exists in the trees over the fence in my back yard. You don't believe me? Here you can actually see a small winged faery flitting across the opening!

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I know, I have a GREAT imagination!

I DO Believe in Fairies!

I often walk with my neighbor and her dogs in the mornings. We mosey along flower-lined sidewalks past a nearby school, to a wide open field--the perfect place for the dogs to play and roam. Two sides of the field are forest and stream. In spring there is a bower of blossomed beauties. Trees covered with fragrant white blossoms, looking like a bevy of decked out brides.

I could not resist taking a close up of one of these beauties...look quick, because I think I startled a little faery. She fled in a splash of rainbows. (grin)

Faery Cups

Here is another treasure from a recent sojourn through the exquisite forest of my childhood. These are faery cups.

When we were small, my younger sister Clytie and I would set a tiny table for the fairies. A leaf tablecloth was graced with filbert nut bowls, pine needle utensils and lichen cups, such as you see here. Half a walnut shell held bits of bread crumbs, and Oak tree bug houses with the tops carefully popped open, often served as water pitchers.

When the food disappeared by the next day, we were sure the faeries had enjoyed a lovely dinner.