I've been saving this final installment from our retreat last month for the art 'treat' at the end of this post to be completed.
Off behind the cabin and into the woods and over the stream is a path that leads into what has now been dubbed fairyland...
The stream is lined with hummocks and gnarly roots and other places that the fairies live.
In fact, if you look closely, you may see some of their houses.
Fellow POBL-member Kathleen was so inspired by the enchanted surroundings that she painted this piece of fairy wonderfulness.
The stream is lined with hummocks and gnarly roots and other places that the fairies live.
In fact, if you look closely, you may see some of their houses.
Fellow POBL-member Kathleen was so inspired by the enchanted surroundings that she painted this piece of fairy wonderfulness.
Magical place, all around, indeed. :-)
11 comments:
Enchanting, & very worth waiting for, trees are such fascinating things, The fairy homes reminded me of lovely times when my girls & I spent many happy hours in the woods.thankyou for bringing back such precious memories * ruthie*
I love forests and trees. I am a tree hugger!
Ahh!....Your post has made me want to embark on a long mossy woodland walk.
Hmm.. maybe at the weekend?
thats so cool. You would think I would see some little fairy houses walking around here, but there must be enough rabbit warrens for them to live in :)
Thanks for stopping by! It's always nice. That certainly looks like fairyland to me. I would imagine that in town the fairies find very interesting places to live but now you have me wondering where they might live on the prairie??
Love the picture of fairy wonderfulness!!
How wonderful! I love this post...and will of course be stealing the plans for the Fairy houses for my own bit of Fairy land!
hugs
Sandi
Great post tara:¬)
Reminds me of my foolhardy mission to find one of the few wells that I have yet to discover: the Fairy well in carbis Bay in the South West of the UK.
http://www.themodernantiquarian.com/site/4753/fairy_well.html
It is located in undergrowth at the end of a hidden track which runs downhill to a precipice.
Halfway down the path I slipped and end up on my backside, so aborted the mission.
...I recon one of those fairy blighters tripped me up:¬)
Giggling, what a whimsical adventure you have taken us on, I feel all magical inside! Thanks.
I just took a big intake of breath! Following along those beautiful pictures and then seeing that *perfect* painting by your friend.
A treat indeed!
Oh to be tiny and live in such a house as this!
WOW! Awesome!
The second photo is indeed an authentic hummock.
Lovely painting by Kathleen!
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