Yes, I do love a pixie...
Pixie Hollow is almost done, but since the houses are so fragile
(I will re-do them as they fall apart)
I decided I better show it at it's newest,
even before the flowers and
ferns have had time to grow.
The girls and I decorated fairy houses
a while back
for all of the fairies we know,
I have
been told by more than one person
that Pixie Hollow is not for the
grand girls but
for me....
and I must say there is more truth
in that statement then you know.
I realized that I have
been decorating the play area
as if I was going to
play there myself.
I guess I must still be
a little girl at heart.
Why is every little girl's favorite color Pink?
not orange....
not green...
...but pink!!
As I was taking a few pictures
of Pixie Hollow
a fairy flew by
and offered to take this
picture
of the new seating area for me.
A Fairies Eye View...
Some fairies don't like to have
their houses in the
trees...
some just moved
straight into the tree itself.
The little crocodile holding
the rose was my Grandmother Rose's.
My dad captured it from her yard after
she passed away.
He knew it would be perfect for me some day.
We have fun sparkling things hanging
from the branches...
and comfy pillowy places to sit
on butterfly shaped pillows...
and little donkeys hiding behind trees...
This guy
was in my Grandma Mary's garden...
and now is in mine.
This little girl size bench was
in my mom's garden
as well as the
butterfly and dragonfly hanging on the trellis.
So you see this garden doesn't
only welcome
fairies...
it welcomes memories and holds treasures
from all the little girls
in my life....
old and young....
but most importantly.....
forever young at heart....
and forever little girls.
