This past weekend, we drove down to Virginia for my grandmother’s 95th birthday. Yep. Ninety Five. What does this have to do with #WednesdayPlayday you might be wondering? Well, aside from having 14 great grandchildren (!!) and a penchant for gin and tonic, my memories of Granny evoke make-believe and wonder in its truest sense. Whether dressing up in her old flowing clothes or looking for treasures on the beach or digging around her old barn… when we arrived at Granny’s house as children, our imagination would kick into high gear.
And I’m noticing a similar thing happening when my own kids visit my parents. It starts about an hour before we get there. The questions start coming. Do you think they came? Do they know we’re coming? Are they still there? The “they”… of course are the fairies.
When the kids arrive, the fairies have left a little gift. Nothing big, but something magical for a trio of young’uns. Granted, the season isn’t quite ripe for fairy houses, but I can’t wait to make some when the kids are just a little bit older and can help.
The fairy house at my parents started small and then a backside addition was put on. In the winter, there’s no furniture, but when we visit in the summer, there will often be a table and chairs and perhaps a cozy bed as well.
The fairy house in Virginia is pretty great, but there are others out there if you look for them. Like this one.
And this one.
Or why not order one that will be delivered to your door?!
My friend Cassie made this incredible one that can live indoors so perhaps that’s a better solution for these colder days?
When the temperatures are warm again, I plan to go hunting for acorn caps and ferns and moss and little twigs and smooth pebbles and strips of bark and we’re going to begin a fairy complex of our own right here in Connecticut. And then I might go and brush Martha’s hair.
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