You know about me and fairies, don’t you? How I really believe they exist and all? So much that I use improper grammar when blogging about them?
Well, a few years ago I bought a fairy garden for Clare. She liked it. It grew. It died and then Dean threw away all the stuff that went with it.
Recently Clare’s been thinking about that fairy garden. I saw a version of it, but it wasn’t the same — it had no house. Then, one day at an art store (of course) we found the identical fairy garden from her past and bought it, even though it was the same price as a huge canvas she needed for school (which, by the way is STILL in my trunk). (Don’t encourage your kids to get into art — it’s expensive! And messy!)
Clare planted the garden that evening and we thought it would be fun to do a time-lapse film of it growing.
It grew fast. And I think the fairies have settled in…