Bluebell Faery

The bluebells are blooming in bunches beneath the cedar trees.  What a lovely color they are!  I think they look like tiny flowering blueberries--each so exquisitely made.  I heard the faeries playing the bluebells last night in my dreams.  From what I understand, there is a bluebell festival in my garden each Spring.  Sometimes if one listens very closely one can hear the music as the faeries ring the bluebells in the soft moonlight.

I can always tell Spring has come when the bluebells in my garden ring.  I know, I know--I have a GREAT imagination.  LOL

Bluebell Faery

This spring I had the privilege of capturing the fragile beauty of the bluebell faery. She is a shy sort--and quite musical. In early springtime, it is possible to tiptoe into the garden, where if you are quite still, you might hear the rare and lovely song of the bluebells.

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I know...I know! I have a GREAT imagination!

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Daddy Update: Dad is doing very well. Please continue to pray for the healing of his neck and head wounds. Our prayer is that he will heal faster than any of his doctors have predicted.