A Queen Among Faeries

In California, in a small town called Alameda, in an old Victorian house on Alameda Avenue, there lives my dear Grammy and Grampy. Their house is a comforting place to be and all are welcome who come knocking at their door.  I've never met people as dearly loved as they are by so many.  But besides the special people who fill this home with love, there are other things just as precious and sweet if you take a closer look.

From the ghost, Charlie, who lives in the attic (don't worry, he's the original owner of the house and he likes to clang around a bit in the attic), to the old flowery wallpaper that peeks through a closet upstairs reminding you of the house's century-old history, there are endless reasons to be drawn to this special place.  

Surrounding the house are beautiful maples, an abundant little apple tree, a sweet bird bath, amaryllis, orchids, and my favorite - jasmine. There also is a small village of faeries that reside there too.  

If you know Grammy, you wouldn't be surprised by this.  She's just as magical I think.  And we all know magic draws magic after all - don't you think? She's often found to be sitting with the faeries in her backyard, enjoying their company, introducing them to new faerie friends, and bringing them flowers, river stones, pete moss, and love.  They peek at you from underneath a berry patch, or sit atop a toad stool watching the moths and bumblebees stagger by.  Others can't be bothered, too caught up in their own beauty and taking in their reflection at the pond.

The village has grown steadily over the years and now boasts tree houses, swings, a grotto, and lake.  How clever these little faeries are to establish themselves amongst such beauty and kind neighbors!

This makes me think of how we all possess our own sort of magic, a personal legend if you will.  Grammy's faerie magic extends beyond her home - it lives in each of her children and grand children and all of the people who are lucky enough to know her. 

She always greets with a smile and light heart.  Her judgements are few yet just.  Her personal legend has been to bring joy and acceptance, to give love without expectation.  Perhaps that's why her faerie friends choose to make their home with her.  She is certainly the queen among them.

Who would have thought so much magic could exist in one sweet little garden, hidden behind an old Victorian home, along a neighborhood street of a seaside town