I am not sure whether my granddaughter’s invitation to help her build a fairy house at the beach stemmed from my endless chatter about real estate or whether she thought I was the perfect choice to assist her with this whimsical task, but we had a memorable time.
We gathered driftwood, seaweed and lots of flat rocks for flooring and constructed a multi-level abode for several of the little fairies residing in her backpack–no stairs necessary as fairies fly. 🙂
It’s good for the soul to engage in a little make believe every now and then. Do you see the fairies?