My friend is a fairy, but she doesn’t know it.
She collects fairy dolls
and fairy statues
and fairy art.
She reads books about fairies.
She has a fairy garden in the woods beside her farm.
There are fairy houses,
fairy tea sets,
and fairy shoes.
She points out where the fairies have been.
Under this fern, up this tree, upon this vine.
She says she believes in them, which I think was funny… coming from a fairy.
All her friends have an awareness of her fairiness.
Her cat knows purrfectly well that she’s a fairy.
Her dogs are charmed, I’m sure.
She raises chickens in a carousel castle.
I bet they lay golden eggs.
Her flowers and herbs grow like Madgic.
She is surrounded by magic everywhere, but doesn’t realize that it all comes from her.
How can she not know that she has wings?
FLOWER, friend of a fairy.
I spent a lovely afternoon with one of my favorite people on Earth today.
My next post will be about her. This one is about her fairies.
Although it is January, we spent much of our visit outside.
She has a fairy garden in her woods, you see.
It is both beautiful and magical.
My friend is like sunshine. Her fairies/faeries and garden are enchanting.
I hope you enjoy seeing her tiny friends.
This one is my favorite, due to the bunny.
FLOWER and Fairies.