in future posts, i intend to tell you all about the fairies and gnomes and elves and brownies that come thronging to my garden as they throng to any garden where they’re made welcome, and i’ll tell you how to keep them happy and healthy – and what happens when you don’t.Read More welcome to my on-line home!
We have a duty to be happy. Happiness is an elixir we brew in the chalice of our being, and it is a positive virtue to generate and emanate a radiance of happiness for the healing and comforting of our sad and damaged worlds.Read More brownies – willing helpers
we are their fairies, just as much as they are ours.Read More fairies – size continua
‘fairy’ is a general term. definitions are difficult to impossible. in my experience, most of the fairies i’ve seen are of four main varieties: little human-like people, plant-spirits and elementals; extraterrestrials, and fauns.Read More multi-fairie-ous fairies.
one of the discouraging things about maintaining fairy shrines is the way you suddenly discover that you’ve forgotten one…Read More windows to the fairylands
probably one of the most accurate, truthful, substantial accounts of this kind of fairy encounter in existence. some people who have read it have rhapsodised. others have responded with a loud, resounding silence …Read More my fairy book
invisible as they are, they are an active, constant part of our world, vital to its welfare, performing work in nature and sometimes in human affairs that is part of the proper functioning of our planetRead More tiny people
some of us have more senses than othersRead More how can i put this? there ARE fairies at the bottom of it…
she resembles fairies of the human-like type – no wings or feelers, just like borrowers – about six inches high. they are fairly easy to seeRead More the borrowers in oz
I’m six years old, still weak and a little woozy from a bout of pneumonia. I fast naturally through loss of appetite. I am alone for long hours of the day, and I seek in my mind the perennial fantasy, the one that’s always just there behind the finest of veils, calling me with a sweetness like dew drops. Taste one ‑ it was that sweetness of being, that enchantment.
Fairies – with gauzy wings and gossamer gowns…
he showed me a guinea pig, perhaps one of mine, as i keep them as pets. beside him it was about the size of an obese ox. it wore a harness and bridle and, just as i noticed these, he leapt up onto its back and, pulling back hard on the reins, made it rear up into the air and fly.Read More elves: or pigs might fly