Hello everyone! Time is flying by so very fast these days; you really feel its presence when you’re counting down the days until your sister will no longer be living in the same house, sharing the same life, or enjoying the same things as you. Aside from this oncoming change, Brigi will be transplanted from our Christian community of friends when she leaves to move a few hours North, and thus will not have the pleasure of seeing all of our younger girl friends, nor they her. So I decided to plan an afternoon in which we three could spend some time together, with two of our darling young friends (who we don’t see often enough), making nothing less than rustic fairy houses. (I did a post on fairy houses a while back, you can see it here.)
Ever since our move to our new house, I noted the abundance of old trees, and the moss strewn lawn speckled with wild strawberries. I thought, “Oh! The perfect place to make fairy houses!”. The eldest of the two sisters who came over had written me all spring long about the fairy gardens she and her grandmother were making, and I thought again, “Oh perfect! We must have them over to make fairy houses in our trees!” So it was arranged, and my! What a lovely afternoon we had together!
The funny thing about building fairy houses, at least the way we do it, is you don’t have to use hammer and nails to make a charming, however temporary, abode. One simply has to walk around the yard, gathering the right sized sticks, stones, leaves, and gather oodles and oodles of moss to make a fairy home just right. But before any of that is figured into the equation, you have to have a tree to build it in (or around). The younger sister and I took a hollow tree she picked out all by herself, and then the eldest sister, along with Brigid and Charlotte, took a neighboring tree several yards away.
As we worked, we talked in low tones about all the things we had gathered, where they ought to go in our houses, and what kind of garden we should make. I found an old glass candle holder along the edge of the woods, and I suggested to the younger sister that we make it into a little well for our garden. I brought out the hose, and we began wetting the ground to make it soft and dig-able. Mud started flying of course, and by the time we were done, we both had brown-striped shins, and gooey hands. 😉 But the well was in, and now we could make it pretty with moss and shells that we found around our deck.
Down the way, the eldest sister and Charlotte were busy digging out their tree hollow. A pile of wood dust had collected at the bottom thanks to the critters living in the upper cavity. The dust was not wasted though. Instead, it was used to make micro mulch for their garden. Soon a pair of railings were constructed for the entrance of their house, which rather impressed me. With all the ingenuity that was developing across the way, the younger sister and I began to make a stick and vine fence for our garden to keep up our “good appearance with the neighbors.” 😉
The afternoon was whittling itself away, and after a while we worked up an appetite. So, leaving our work for a bit, we cleaned up our muddy feet and hands to enjoy a lovely little snack of homemade cinnamon sugar muffins, doughnuts and berries in the kitchen.
Back outside again, we finished up our fairy houses, furnishing them with things like big shells for pools, and little ones for bowls for the tiny wild strawberries. Hickory bark for was used for a deck to overlook a garden, mushrooms and colorful leaves for tables and bedding, and old butterfly wings for some rather rather expensive looking upholstery.
As you can see, we were quite happy with the work we had accomplished that afternoon!
We still had some time on our hands before the girls had to leave, and since the weather was getting a bit sprinkly, we ran inside to play a few of our favorite table games, “Apples to Apples”, and “Bananagrams”. The squeals of laughter from the silly cards we won in “Apples to Apples” and the serious faces of word puzzling girls was a memory we three won’t soon forget! The half-hour of games was eventually gone, and the girls had to leave. Their work was left behind though, and so each time I went outside I would take a moment to look over the pretty houses, letting the memories of that day become further imprinted in my heart.
Time is precious if you make it so, though I can never seem to pin a moment down with that thought in mind. I think it’s all good and well when people encourage you to “live in the moment.” We all want to be able to hit pause and just have five minutes more within a particularly special moment to think about it and understand it in all its value and beauty. But honestly, it cannot always be done satisfactorily. To take it a bit further, capturing moments would be an almost impossible thing but for the fact that we have cameras and phones to document those moments. I know we three will never be able to use up this last bit of time we have as a threesome exactly as we each would want to, but that’s okay. We can certainly strive for that end, and see how far we get. Lord willing we will make some wonderful memories in these final days.
Now, to the sweet sisters who spent the afternoon with us three, we love you girls so much! And we just want to say, don’t grow up too fast! Take your time, and enjoy the years you have together. 🙂 I’d recommend that same treatment for all of our readers, too.
What special day have you had lately?
Do you, or did you ever make fairy houses?
When something was coming to an end, what did you do to make time last?
Blessings to you all!
Jessica, the Eldest Sister & Singer