Pretty fairies, bright and gay
Come and play with me this day
A gilly flower, a fairy's bower
A mouse's bone, an elfin home
I call you to me, and I pray
To see you always if I may.
Lady Cottington's fairy Album,Brian Froud,Harry N. Abrams, Inc.2002
Normally you would have to repeat this poem at midnight when the moon is full,on a warm summers night, but I have caught the quickest of glimpse of some brand new fairies. They are so new, being just born yesterday that their colorful skin has not even developed, hair has not yet grown and they don't even know what clothes are. They seem to enjoy living in my garden and I promise to take more pictures as I can.
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