A Fairy Garden. . .

I had seen many decorative Garden signs that read. . .
"Leave room in your Garden for the Fairies to Dance".

I envisioned 'Tinker Bell' fairies aglow liken to fireflies
using the grass area between the Northern fence 
with The Children's Garden and leading South 
towards The Herb Garden as their Ballroom for dancing. 
Then, I realized On Crooked Creek was without 
A Fairy Garden!

Do you see the "Tinker Bell"
resemblance in the fairy's shadow???

So~o~o. . .
April of 2011, "Mr. Ed" and I began A Fairy Garden 
at the back of the house where the fairies 
would have ample space to dance!

In the beginning, 
I started with a petite wrought iron bird bath,
and a resin fairy seated on a tree stump.

To the existing Autumn Sedum, 
I added a Maiden Hair ornamental grass gifted by our son,
Yellow Yarrow from the Garden Center 
and planted from seed Purple Salvia.

This past Winter, I added a carefree impish fairy.
During Christmas, I was gifted a rustic bird feeder 
featuring an iron and stone hummingbird!

Perfect additions to the Fairy Garden,
these accessories allowed me to extend the Fairy Garden.

At the Northernmost edge of the Fairy Garden, 
I began by keeping irises original to On Crooked Creek!

Next, I added Autumn Sedum,
purchased at our local Annual Garden Club Plant $ale.

Bright, almost neon light, yellow snapdragons
were added to draw our eye to this dainty Garden!

Dainty soft buttery yellow yarrow returns each year.

This year, I added a petite vintage garden gate accessory 

to enhance its appearance.

Varying hues of purple salvia keep the tranquil theme
and give needed height as a backdrop for the Fairy Garden.

Evening shadows . . .
from a distance of A Fairy Garden!

A Fairy Garden,
a much welcomed addition On Crooked Creek,
brings subtle hues and gentle movement to the Gardens.

A Fairy Garden. . .
Lush and green. . .
                            with ample room. . .
                                                           for the fairies to dance. . .
On Crooked Creek!

Until next time. . .