The wall is silence, the grass is sleep,
Tall trees of peace their vigil keep,
And the Fairy of Dreams with moth-wings furled
Plays soft on her flute to the drowsy world.
~Ida Rentoul Outhwaite
There are fairies everywhere: under bushes, in the air, playing games just like you play, singing through their busy day.
So listen, touch, and look around — in the air and on the ground.
And if you watch all nature’s things, you might just see a fairy’s wing.
~Author Unknown
I often walk the gardens in the early morning, taking my tea or coffee with me…and always my camera.
This morning there appeared to be a humidity in places which made it’s presence felt in some of the photographs I took.
My daughter bought this pot and plant as a reminder for me of my Mother and her Grandmother…it sits near my seat by the veranda, just outside the back door.
Many of the sacred places in Ireland are also home to the Sidhe lying just beyond the fields we know.
The important manuscript ‘The Annals of the Four Masters’, records that they ruled Ireland from 1897 B.C. to 1700 B.C
Bealtaine Cottage appears to be alive with ancestors.
Midsummer Blessings to All XXX
Hand in hand, with fairy grace,
Will we sing, and bless this place.
~William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream