In the last couple of years, I have become fascinated with fairy houses. My fascination initially started when I went to the Fairy Fest at Lakewold Gardens in Washington State about three years ago with my husband's grandchildren ... but perhaps even before, since I had installed a fairy door on my favorite tree in Rochester. But, by seeing them in the gardens, it was magical, and I could imagine a tiny presence dwelling there.
Since that time, my husband has built several and entered his houses into the Lakewold Gardens festival. I love how he uses the natural materials he finds on the property--tree stumps, feathers, moss, fern, etc.-- to transform them into the magical houses.
Now that the houses are here, they are becoming part of the experience of being here. They delight; they inspire imagination ...
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