Everyday is a blessing whatever the weather, and as I look out on a rainsoaked garden this Monday lunchtime I think the trees have never looked more beautiful - here in Speen we are surrounded by them, being in an area of dense woodland. The branches covered in the deepest green leaves bow nearly to the ground, and form dark leafy tunnels on the lanes around us which purify and freshen the air. It feels almost like a rain forest here....
However, I am ready for some sun, and the garden fairies....
When the night is drawing closer
And the moon is in the sky
The stars above are shining,
Here the garden fairies fly.
With dresses made of rose petals
And gossamer for their wings,
They land upon the dewy grass
And dance in fairy rings.
Sprinkling magin fairy dust
They dart amidst the flowers,
Tending all the garden plants,
Through the night time hours.
And in the morning, all is well
The fairies' work is done,
Sweet peas and daisies, all in rows,
Turn their faces to the sun.
