Where the Fairies Live
Once upon a time -
whenever we go for a walk in the woods we always tell the girls we are going on a fairy hunt - for the eldest Boo it was always a bear hunt as fairies just don't cut it for him I'm afraid, but the girls......now that's a different story and you can imagine their excitement whenever we do go to the woods because for them a walk normally means going down to the beach.
But the woods where you climb and explore, stumble across ants nests, kick leaves, balance on fallen trees, watch birds flit around and investigate nature, well that is just plan old amazing for them (and me) as the woods is where my heart is.
Not to say there is anything wrong with the beach - it's just where we live, but it's same old same old to be honest. Too much of a good thing maybe?
Anyway, fairies mean mushrooms.
Well picturesque red and white polka dot toadstools with a little door carved out of the stem and tiny little arched diamond leaded windows where patchwork curtains drape with twinkling lanterns hanging up outside.
Not the brown looking things we have growing on our lawn at the moment.
So you can imagine their excitement when they came running into the house at the weekend with tales of fairies in the garden and that they had set up home on the lawn, on our lawn - how very honoured we must be - well I really couldn't resist joining in with their fun, story telling and imagination.
Now I must add all the children have been taught never, ever to touch a mushroom because of course we do not know if it is a 'good' mushroom or 'bad' mushroom and no end of mushroom identifying books can give you that complete piece of mind.
But trying to find that balance between awareness towards the nature that surrounds us and common sense like 'don't eat or touch berries' is a very difficult thing to teach beacuse of course you do not want to take the fun out of it either.
Though I do have to say we did think these were not 'good' mushrooms!
So when the children where otherwise occupied Mr T moved them on and the tale continued of travelling fairies with magic mushroom houses and that although indeed our garden was a beautiful location for them to set up home, they did indeed need to carry on moving......before the first frost descended and more importantly before Winter sets in.