Ever since I was a child I was fascinated with the land of miniatures. It probably started with The Friendly Giant and 4 containers of play dough. I remember making miniature furniture for the Flintstones. When my Dad cut down the cherry tree in our front yard he showed me how to make little houses with the sticks. I make houses all over the front yard that day. It was my own little village and each house had it's own fence and stone well and little path. I stacked little piles of wood near the back doors so the inhabitants of those houses could have a warm winter.When my kids were older I helped them make dioramas for school and I built a miniature battle field for my sons. When we went on vacation I showed the kids around us how to make little houses and villages up on a bluff behind my tent. The ground was moss and sand and there was an abundance of pebbles and sticks. We all had our own little house and all weekend we worked on that little village.
This sense of wonderment has never left me. I love to make little fairy houses in the woods when we travel. I never use anything that I bring with me: I only use what I find on the ground,,twigs, sticks, vines, acorns and moss. I like to find the hollow of a tree and I make my little house, It always has a pebble pathway leading to the door.
I've noticed that this year miniature gardens and fairy houses have taken off all over the internet. (Naturally, I'm ahead of my time but behind in the money,,lol).
I've spent the last few weeks making little fairy houses and furniture. It's relaxing and since I have a big show coming up next week, I'm hoping that I'll sell some.
I'll be posting more pics of my mini furniture and fairy gardens in a few days. Till then remember, "Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night.Edgar Allan Poe
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