I just had to share these wonderful memories Michael had of time spent with his grandmother in the garden. The magic is evident in his words! ❤
“Fairies do belong –
In the magic of our hearts,”
It was my grandmother who first alerted me to the fairies in our garden. Grandmother cultivated ferns of all descriptions and amongst them lived the fern fairies.
My grandmother was always a curious and often times quaint lady. She spent a lot of time in the fernery and once I understood why it became my favourite haunt as well.
For each variety of fern there was a variety of fairy, Among the maiden hair lived the most delicate and fine featured fairies. They floated about, they moved with such grace and precision it was relaxing watching them go about their business.
Grandmother introduced me to them. It was a ritual as they didn’t make themselves known to anyone.
For as graceful as they were they were also very aloof and private. You had to be invited in and Grandmother had…
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