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Charming Fairy Houses

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I’m so proud of my whimsical Fairy Garden book, Magical Miniature Gardens and Homes. I can’t tell you how awesome it is to hold it in my hands and page through it, looking at the photos of the fairy gardens I made. It brings back such meaningful memories.

So, being a fairy garden expert now, when I saw that the Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens, in Boothbay, ME, had a fairy house display, I just had to visit.

They didn’t disappoint… the fairy houses there are charming. What I loved most is that they are made from nature bits picked up from the forests and meadows around the gardens… birch bark, twigs and moss, feathers and acorns. Just my kind of stuff! My favorite was the little spinning wheel… can’t wait to make one for myself.

If you are anywhere near Portland, ME, it’s totally worth making the 1 hour journey north to see these sweet fairy houses.

And, of course, you must buy my book!

Blessings and magic,

Donni

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Summer Road Trip :: From Portland to the Maine Mid Coast

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Kitty has entered that new phase in life where shopping is totally an awesome thing to do. Two years ago you couldn’t get her near a shop, especially one that had clothes in it, clothes that had seams and labels in them. Forget asking her to try anything on… never! Couldn’t be done. Now, (and I can hardly believe I’m saying this) shopping for clothes is a regularly suggested outing. We had a little giggle over it the other day as regular clothes shops (except Urban Outfiters, of course) are utterly unacceptable. No Kohls, JC Penny or Justice for Kate… uh uh… thrift stores is where it’s at. Apparently, thrift stores house amazingly awesome clothes. And it’s true too… you can’t imagine the cool things we’ve found together. It’s funny to us because it’s such a Waldorf-y way to shop… reuse, recycle, repurpose – yep, the Waldorf way is deeply ingrained.

I’ve mentioned all this about our new shopping epiphany because shopping was such a big part of our recent trip to Maine. We spent the first few days on the island and the other days in Portland and driving up the Maine Mid Coast, stopping at thrift stores whenever we saw them (our dad really is a good man to tolerate these diversions). Portland is such an awesome little city, thriving with vibe and inspiration. There’s a thrift shop on every corner and, next to it, a cute artsy shop, filled with whimsical woodlandy things. And, of course, Portland has The Holy Donut… who make the most delicious donuts we’ve ever had. They, believe it or not, are made out of mashed potato!! These donuts are so good, seriously, that it’s totally worth a trip to Portland just to get a donut (and I think we’ll actually be needing to do this soon!)

The Maine Mid Coast is spectacularly beautiful… rugged and craggy, with cute little fishing villages along the way. We feasted on lobster roles. We spent hours searching for heart shaped rocks and sea glass and came away with treasures galore. The mornings were misty and romantic and evenings gave us spectacular sunsets. Our little bnb in Belfast, ME, was charming and Kitty and Teddy enjoyed sharing a room together. Matt and I were cozy in our little loft room. One of my highlights was stumbling across a dahlia farm in Camden, ME. There were thousands of beautiful bright flowers, some as big as my head (literally!) in all shades of pretty. I can’t wait to grow dahlia’s of my own.

We love spending time together, away from the hustle and bustle of real life. One of the joys of living in New England is being so close to so many gorgeous places… life’s an adventure, that’s for sure!

Blessings and magic,

Donni

The Dragonfly Story

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I had an impulse to share this story today and, as I’m working on following my intuition, here it is. I know there is someone out there who is needing it today…

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Down below the surface of a quiet pond lived a little colony of water bugs. They were a happy colony, living far away from the sun.

For many months they were very busy, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond. They noticed that every once in a while one of their colony seemed to lose interest in going about its business with its friends. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily, it gradually climbed out of sight and was never seen again.

“Look!” said one of the water bugs to another. “One of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you suppose she is going?” Up, up, up it went slowly. Even as they watched, the water bug disappeared from sight. Its friends waited and waited but it didn’t return. “That’s funny!” said one water bug to another. “Wasn’t she happy here?” asked a second water bug. “Where do you suppose she went?” wondered a third. No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled.

Finally one of the water bugs, a leader in the colony, gathered them all together. “I have an idea”, he said. “The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why.” “We promise,” they said solemnly.

One spring day, not long after, the very water bug who had suggested the plan found himself climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up he went. Before he knew what was happening, he had broken through the surface of the water, and fallen onto the broad, green lily pad above.

He was so tired, and the sun felt so warm, that he decided to take a nap. As he slept, his body changed and when he awoke, he had turned into a beautiful blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body designed for flying.

He couldn’t believe the startling change he saw in his body. His movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as he struggled, he felt an impulse to move his wings. The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. He moved his wings again and suddenly found himself up above the water. He had become a dragonfly.

Swooping and dipping in great curves, he flew through the air. He felt exhilarated in his new environment. By and by, the new dragonfly lighted happily on a lily pad to rest. Then it was that he chanced to look below to the bottom of the pond. Why, he was right above his old friends, the water bugs! There they were, scurrying about, just as he had been doing some time before. Then the dragonfly remembered the promise: “The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where he or she went and why.”

Without thinking, the dragonfly darted down. Suddenly he hit the surface of the water and bounced away. Now that he was a dragonfly, he could no longer go into the water. “I can’t return!” he said in dismay. “At least I tried, but I can’t keep my promise. Even if I could go back, not one of the water bugs would know me in my new body. I guess I’ll just have to wait until they become dragonflies too. Then they’ll understand what happened to me, where I went, and this wonderful new life I’ve been given.” And the dragonfly winged off happily into its wonderful new world of sun and air.

Blessings and magic,

Donni

Maine – The Way Life Should Be

 

As we crossed over the state line into Maine, a great green sign greeted us… Welcome to Maine, The Way Life Should Be!

Yea!!!! We all whooped and holla’ed in excitement. Our vacation road trip had begun!

What a gorgeous state Maine is. Big sky, rocky coastline and greenblue sea. Clean and crisp and new. One feels different in Maine… edgy, somehow, and cool.

Our trip started with visiting our dear family friends, Tim and Debra, at their island home on Long Island, just an hour’s ferry-ride from Portland. We have dubbed them, Our Adoptive Family In America because they are so kind and loving towards us. And all our special moments somehow have a connective thread that leads to or from, them. They have a spectacular island home, sitting on a steep cliff, overlooking the sea. It’s more than 100 years old and has that quaint island cottage feel that makes you want salt on your skin and sand in your hair.

We ate fish taco’s and fresh lobster, played endless games of croquet (Teddy’s new favorite game), searched for and found lots of sea glass (including a few pieces of the elusive blue) and watched magnificent sunsets.

We were on the island for the meteor shower. The night sky was magnificent as there is not much light pollution on the island. Kitty and I took blankets onto the lawn and lay together, gazing up at the heavens. We talked and reminisced as we spotted shooting star after shooting star streaking across the sky. We also saw three sputniks. But, best of all, we bonded. It’s not always easy for us to connect nowadays. We seem to be at odds quite a lot as we struggle to find new common ground through this journey of teenagerhood. So, it was a beautiful gift that we lay, entwined in the darkness, just like we used to lie many years ago.

Yep… Maine is definitely the way life should be.

I’ll share more from the rest of our trip soon.

Blessings and magic,

Donni

 

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