I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!

Yes, I know I'm an adult and it makes no sense for me to believe in little winged folk that care for nature and have magical powers, it's just plain silly. Yet, I do. Not exactly in the literal sense of little winged people that grant wishes, help you fly with their dust (really, that thought is just plain strange... dust from a person no matter how small is gross, not magical but whatever...), or fall over dead if you say you don't believe in them. Still, don't say it, just in case. I believe in the fairies of a child's imagination, fairies that teach children about nature, to walk carefully and to tend gardens, fairies that encourage children to dance with abandon, to respect persons big and small and to believe in things you can't see, fairies that give children the magical properties of story and imagination and yes, even flight. I do believe in fairies. And so do the girls. So we built a fairy house in our front flower bed at the base of the crepe (is it "crepe" or "crate?") myrtle that is still spreading tiny soft pink blossoms all over our green lawn making it feel just like... Magic.

Enjoy the pictures and consider building a house for your fairy friends.