They helped me tidy the fairy garden, beneath the old apple tree.
A female blackbird watched us work.
Dwarf iris are ready to burst into bloom.
My father gave me the fairies many years ago.
They have aged beautifully and are very precious to me.To walk the garden you would think that Spring had arrived. The weather tells otherwise........an angry wind is whipping across the garden. I can hear it in the house, it comes done the chimney and sounds quite ghostly. I am not keen on the wind, it frightens me a little. I did not like it as a child. A branch near my bedroom window would tap against the glass, and make shadows on my bedroom wall. I spent a lot of time under the blankets when the wind blew.......
I hope the weather is peaceful in your part of the world....
Have a lovely weekend.