There are elves among us.

I don’t know where they hide, but they leave their mysteries and mischief all over the garden.
Bunnies that rearrange themselves to better smell the flowers…

beautiful sayings that magically appear in the beds…

stepping-stones crafted by small hands…

wind chimes and bird houses that find their way into trees…

and trees that are mysteriously deposited without so much as a note.

Can anyone identify this tree so we know what to do with it, please?

Each week, they leave little surprises in the garden to bewilder and bemuse. And gifts…they bring us gifts.
They brought us sweet, sugar-faced Hudson with his ever-outstretched paw,

And darling Nikki, also recovering from surgery.

They delivered Winston to us, with his crazy legs that go every which way but forward.

And magic. With barely a drop of rain and little water, they still manage to bring us flowers…

birds…

bees…

and butterflies.

There is elfin magic here.

“The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.” ~ Eden Phillpotts