Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.
--William Butler Yeats,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.
--William Butler Yeats,
"The Land of Heart's Desire," 1894
The past couple of years, I've noticed one of the local garden centers
devotes an entire area to miniature plants and tiny cottages
made expressly for creating one's own fairy garden like this one:
Fairy gardens provide a charming escape from the day-to-day worries and cares
that beset us at one time or another.
It's easy to imagine a tiny fairy swinging in the moonlight in this little garden:
Here's a tiny settlement inside a hypertufa planter:
Blogger Alison Henderson found come cute ones in Carmel.
This one in the broken urn is one of my favorites:
Some people may wonder what the point of a fairy garden might be.
But I think that is the point--there's no point.
It's just fun to create a tiny world
and wait for the fairies to inhabit it.
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