Faery Father.

This Faery father has a lot of stress taking care of his nine faery daughters. With dagger in one hand and infinitely replenished wine glass in the other he manages...only just to enusre that the faery line is not diminished by some earthly human gene pool...

but its a big job for him for faery girls are flirtatious and beautiful...but be warned, should any human swain (or is that swine) be successful in luring one away and falling in love with her... he is doomed to a lifetime of hauling wine casks for the faery father's glass (which is why it is so oft replenished); doomed to replenishing that huge pipe which has to be kept going day and night...and doomed to be constantly dancing out of the way of the point of that bejewelled golden dagger... ah lads is it worth the magic?

A Very Happy Easter to you all!

We here are drifting into Autumn...my favourite season...always a magic time for me...

so hope you have enough magic of your own to use as a fall back and just enjoy the time we are all in....

As the Easter moon comes closer

the evenings are cooler...and Autumn unfolds..my favourite time . I reflect on my life and in my reflection I see the bemused staring of a bright red haired faery...as if to say...just get on with it and don't become too self absorbed...

or not...she may not even be seeing me from her dimension.

A gaggle of Faery Girls.

This gaggle of faery girls were just a laying about on the newly cut grass in the paddock behing out house...they were as surprised as was I when we noticed each other but seeing no threat soon returned to the strangely familiar game they were playing.