Fairy Dell

19/06/2024

🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜

15/06/2024

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You have to keep looking for the magic 💚

12/06/2024

🧡🧡🧡…. 🦖🦕

Instead of a fairy garden, make a DINOSAUR garden for the kids to play in!! ❤️
credit - Little Green Fingers

27/05/2024

True… 💕💕💕💕

⭕❌💋

26/05/2024

22/05/2024

🐝❤️🌿

In a hidden corner of an overgrown garden filled with blooms and greenery, there lived a wise old Bee. Bee had seen many seasons and knew the garden's secrets like the back of his wings. One fine morning, Bee buzzed his way to a bright red Geranium, which stood proudly by the garden path.

"Good morning, Geranium," Bee greeted with a hum as he hovered close.
"Good morning, Bee," replied the Geranium, her petals trembling slightly in the gentle breeze. "What a beautiful morning it is. The dew still sparkles on my leaves, and I can feel the sun's warmth kissing my petals."
"Indeed, it is a perfect morning," Bee agreed, settling on a leaf for a moment of rest. "There is something magical about these early hours. The birds are singing their sweetest songs, and the scent of honey and fresh grass fills the air."

"I love the mornings," the Geranium said dreamily. "They remind me of the first time I bloomed. The world was so new and vibrant." Bee nodded, his wings buzzing busily. "Mornings are a new start. Just as the sun rises each day, we, too, have a new chance to begin. And speaking of beginnings, have I ever told you how I learnt to make honey?"

"No, you haven't," Geranium replied, her curiosity piqued.

"Well," Bee began, his voice carrying the cadence of a storyteller, "many, many moons ago when I was but a young bee, I was eager to learn the craft of honey-making. My mother, a wise and patient bee, took me under her wing. She said, 'Bee, to make the finest honey, you must first learn to appreciate the beauty around you.'"

The Geranium leaned in, captivated by Bee's tale.
"My mother took me through the garden," Buzzy continued. "We visited the roses, the daisies, the lavender, and even mighty Old Oak. She taught me to gather nectar from each flower, explaining that every bloom has a unique flavour and essence."

The Geranium sighed softly. "What a wonderful lesson, Bee. No wonder your honey is the best in the garden."

"Thank you, dear Geranium," Bee said with a humble bow.
The Geranium smiled, her petals glistening in the sunlight.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky, Bee stretched his wings, ready to continue his day's work. "I must be off now, dear Geranium. There is much nectar to gather and honey to make. But remember, on mornings like these, take a moment to collect the beauty around you. It is these moments that make life so sweet."

"I will, Bee," Geranium promised. "Thank you for sharing your story with me."

And with a cheerful buzz, Bee took to the air, weaving through the garden with grace and purpose. Geranium watched him go, feeling a renewed connection to the world. In the garden's heart, with the sun's warmth, the flowers and bees continued their timeless dance, each playing their part in the grand scheme of things, just so.

And so, dear readers, we leave the wise old Bee and the bright red Geranium in their overgrown garden filled with blooms and dreams. Thank you for joining us in this enchanting tale. Follow for more heartwarming stories from the garden and beyond.

Until next time, may your days be filled with the sweetness of honey and the sun's warmth.

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Illustration and text by Victoria Beata
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22/05/2024

🐞🐞🐝🐝🌿🍂🍁🍄‍🟫🍄‍🟫🌿🌿

21/05/2024

🌟🍄‍🟫🌙🍂🍂

The field was a meadow of soft green and a million delicate white globes of dandelion seeds, ready to drift away on the slightest breeze. It was here, in this magical place, that Mirth often came to dream.

One such morning, as the sun bathed the field in its warm embrace, Mirth sat beneath Old Oak. She closed her eyes and let her thoughts wander, the gentle hum of bees and the distant songs of birds lulling her into a peaceful dream. It was then that Mr Time, the ever-moving and wise force, decided to have a chat with Mrs Everyday, who watched over the field with a careful eye.

“Hello, Everyday,” Time said, his voice like the whisper of wind through the leaves. “How goes the world in this lovely field?”

Everyday, with a tone as steady and comforting as the ticking of a clock, replied, “Everything is as it should be, dear Time. The dandelions bloom and seed, the bees hum, and little Mirth is dreaming once more.”

Time looked fondly at the sleeping mouse. “What dreams does she have today, I wonder?”

And so, as Time and Everyday watched over the field, Mirth’s dreams unfolded. She imagined herself as a great adventurer, travelling on a dandelion seed carried by the wind. She soared over fields and forests, rivers and mountains, feeling the thrill of the journey with every gentle gust.

In her dream, Mirth’s tiny paws clung to the seed as she floated past a bustling bee hive. The bees, busy with work, waved their little legs in greeting. “Hello, Mirth!” they buzzed. “Where are you headed today?”

“To the Land of Dreams,” Mirth replied with a smile. “Where the flowers always bloom, and the sun never sets.”

The bees buzzed happily, knowing that such a place could only exist in the heart of a dreamer.

Next, Mirth’s seed drifted over a sparkling river, where the fish leapt joyfully, their scales glinting in the sunlight. “Hello, Mirth!” they called. “What tales do you carry today?”

“Tales of adventure and wonder,” Mirth replied. “Of places far and wide, and friends both old and new.”

The fish splashed in delight, imagining the stories Mirth would share.

Finally, Mirth’s seed floated to a meadow unlike any she had seen before. It was filled with flowers of every colour, and in the centre stood a magnificent dandelion, its seeds forming a crown of light. Mirth landed gently and looked around in awe.

“Welcome, Mirth,” said a voice as soft as a summer breeze. It was the voice of Dreams, who had been watching over her journey. “You have travelled far and seen much. What have you learned?”

Mirth thought for a moment. “I have learned that the world is vast and beautiful and that every day holds new wonders if we only dare to dream.”

Dreams nodded. “Indeed, little one. And now, it is time to return home and share your dreams with the world that waits for you.”

With a gentle sigh, Mirth’s dream faded, and she awoke beneath Old Oak in her everyday field where the sun was still warm and the dandelion seeds still danced.

Time and Everyday smiled at each other, and Mirth stretched, yawned, and felt a deep sense of contentment.

And so, in the field of dandelions, where Time and Everyday watched over all, Mirth continued to dream, her heart full of stories and her days filled with wonder. For in the simple act of dreaming, she encountered magic every day.

Dear friends, forest folk and fellow dreamers,
Thank you for joining me on this wander through fields of dandelions and dreams. Just as Mirth finds joy and wonder in her adventures, I find immense happiness sharing these tales with you.

To those who have been with us every day, your presence is like the sun, bringing light and warmth to each story we share. Your support and enthusiasm make this journey magical.

To those who have just discovered my little corner of the world, welcome! May you find joy, inspiration, and a sense of wonder in these tiny tales. Please follow along as we continue to explore the enchantment of every day.

I wish you a week filled with dreams, dandelions, and adventures as beautiful as Mirth’s and a heart full of joy.
Thank you for being part of my story.
With warmest wishes,
Victoria

Farewell, and just so, until we meet again!

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Illustration and text by Victoria Beata
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19/05/2024

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

Fairy scattering star or moon dust, Margaret Clark

17/05/2024

🌸🌿🌿

💗🌸🧚‍♀️🌹⚘🥀🌳🏵💮🌿🌼🌻🌷🌲🌺🧚‍♂️🌸💗

~ Artist - A Sprinkle Of Fairy Dust. ~
~ Beautiful Art Created by - Artistic Imaginings ~

13/05/2024

💙💕💕💙

Love This ♡

04/05/2024

⭐️⭐️💛💛💛🌼🌼🌼💫💫

Image credit to the owner.

01/05/2024

💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

💗🌸💗

~ Artist - Witches & Wildflowers ~

25/04/2024

Beautiful 💚⭐️🌙💫

.galaticos

21/04/2024

💚🦋🧚🏼‍♂️🌿

Fairy Love 💗

21/04/2024

🌟🌿⚡️

20/04/2024

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

20/04/2024

💚💚💚

20/04/2024

✨✨✨🌟🌟⭐️⭐️💫🌙🌙⚡️⚡️

📷Ben Myhre

19/04/2024

Always… 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

18/04/2024

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Image credit to the owner.

18/04/2024

Wow….. 💜💚💙

Faerie 🧚 is calling you!

17/04/2024

❤️🧚🏼‍♂️🌿🍃🌿🎋🍁

Image credit to the owner.

16/04/2024

💞💞💞

~Rag Butterflies~
Watch for the tutorial video I'll be posting soon!