We had a cottage. A lovely lovely cottage. More rustic than "house-y". On a lake. A beautiful lake. That's the art studio that was next to the main cottage. And I'll always miss it! I wrote more about it here.
We had just under two acres that was mostly treed and one of the first things we did that first summer when the girl was 3 1/2 was to make a fairy trail. We chopped and raked and made a path through the woods. Lined it with fallen logs. And every once in a while we gathered whatever we could find and made a fairy house.
We no longer have our cottage but we do still believe in fairies around here. And a few weeks ago we set about making a new fairy house.
We bought a birdhouse at Michaels and I dug up some acrylic paints from the craft closet. The girl picked out the colours and we began painting.
I found some fairy figurines and a unicorn too. Coloured gravel for a path and pink "crystals" for the crystal collector in our family.
You need a second fairy so that the first one doesn't get lonely.
It may not be the fanciest or the most stylish fairy house but it's her creation. And that's what matters.
It's nestled underneath the overhang of the deck right beside the patio table and chairs. With all the rain here on the west coast it needed a bit of protection from the weather. You can't really see it when you walk by out the back door - it's behind a shrub. But when you are sitting down to eat you just need to look over and down and there it is. The girl's fairy house. Carrying on the fairy tradition.
Do you have a fairy house in your garden? Any other little surprises?