Flower Fairies - Cicely Mary Barker

I was recently directed to this beautiful Flower Fairy site.

Cicely Mary Barker was an English illustrator most recognised as the person responsible for bringing Flower Fairies to life.

With a natural talent for art that developed at an early age Barker's work has been praised for over a century.

Pleases take the time to look through this magical world

Time to smell the flowers

Life has been rather hectic of late so I am taking time out to stop and smell the flowers.





This is a photo of a flower from my fairy garden. It is called a morning glory and as the name suggests it is at it's best in the morning.

Since I have a great deal of work to get done at the moment I have left it all behind to try my hand at some art of sorts.

In a bid to make this post somewhat work related and therefore justifying my time here is a link to an article on Taoism that I wrote some time ago. I feel that as a belief system it sits well with fairy theology as it is based on balance and harmony. Much like our little winged friends.

Another hard working Gnome

This is another of my beautiful gnomes that live in my fairy garden. My dear sister got them for my husband and I at Christmas. There were six in total however Gordon (my favourite and the only on to get named) suffered a tragic accident rendering him unfit for further garden duties.

My youngest decided Gordon was in need of new positioning and in the process she dropped him and snapped his head off. There is hope that with minor surgery he may still have a useful purpose but as yet we have been unable to locate an adequately qualified surgeon. Or rather my husband and I just haven't been able to find the time to glue him back together.

None the less this poor bugger who takes care of my fish pond is nameless. So if you have a suggestion please send it my way!

Silver Linings

To call me an optimist is an understatement.

I saw Pollyanna as a child and I decided to make it a personal challenge to always find the bright side of life no matter what.

For those who haven't seen (or read) about Pollyanna she was a fictional character created by Eleanor H Porter in 1913. An Oscar winning film was produced in 1960.
For a full plot summary click here but in a nut shell no matter what happens to her she can always find something to be glad about. Eventually she convinces a worn out and depressed town to adapt her attitude transforming it into a wonderful place to be.

Pollyanna's secret is called "The Glad Game" and at present I am in a super big round!
Yesterday while playing silly buggers with my daughter and her friend I hurt my toe. Exactly how much damage I have done I am not sure, but since there is little that can be done for toes, it doesn't really matter.
Broken or dislocated, swollen or anything else, I just have to let nature take it's course.

As you can imagine there is a fair amount of pain and discomfort involved, especially as I try to look after the girls. Doesn't matter how hard I try I somehow managed to keep bumping it.

So where is the silver lining I hear you ask? How could I possibly find anything in this situation to be glad about you sit there wondering.

Easy I say! Here are the reasons I am glad about for seriously injuring my toe!

1. Catch up time. Being forced to sit and rest means lots of computer time to write and express. This is extra great because I have been rather remiss with my writing lately.
2. Peace and Quiet. My dear mother kindly came and collected the girls for the morning as my poor hardworking husband is at the office this morning. I honestly can not remember the last time I have been able to sit down with out having anyone disturb me.
   
3. This is the clincher. Most of all I am glad that I am lucky enough to have my wonderful mother to help me when I need her the most.

So I want to send a big fairy cuddle over to my wonderful mum. She really is the best.

I am also glad that it is raining as it means I can't feel guilty for not hanging out the washing. Despite my injury I still feel somewhat obliged to attempt some housework. I must point out this is only a very teeny tiny feeling!

In honour of my mother who is exceeds being just good. Even the best is not enough to describe her, here is an article I wrote on What makes a good mother

I must thank d r o u u for the fantastic photo I got it from the stock.xchng