Midsummer Firefly - watercolor
I love to think that there are Faeries dancing at the bottom of my garden. I don't exactly invite them in, because, well, Faeries can be tricky. But I let them know they are welcome if they do drop by or decide to settle here.
This spring, in a fit of whimsy, I created a Faery Garden and a couple of Faery planters.
I found a nifty little door so they can make a home in the old Ash tree, and planted blue flowers, a Faery favorite. I have mini stepping stones too, as Faeries wouldn't want to get their tiny shoes muddy on the way to the toadstool ring where they dance under the full moon.
I enjoy the fantasy of them dancing, so I wrote a short poem about it:
The FAERY BALL
Owls are calling softly,
There's a ring around the moon,
And the Faery Folk are dancing
In their little silver shoe'n
They hang their firefly lanterns
On a crystal spider's web,
But they don't dance Guigues and Waltzes,
They Jitterbug instead!
Heather Anderson copyright