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This Faerie loves to dance to Hip-Hop music. she hangs out in cities whenever there´s a chance of dancing...She´s really an urbanite, and can guide the other faeries around the city with her eyes closed!
this is Gloria and if she were a Vogue model. Faerie handmade with galvanized steel wire, copper accent created by Artist Kimberly Robak Radke
I took this a few days ago, but processed it today; even if I don't actually take a photo on the day I post it, I ALWAYS process it that day!
I'm never certain how to spell "faerie". I've seen three ways: "faerie", "fairy", and "faery". Which one do you use? I tend to alternate between them, not sure which one I like best.
I really like these little flowers; I don't know what they are, but I was quite captivated by them when photographing them. :)
A charm to summon faerie glamour. Use this amulet only when the need is great, for abuse of fey magic will turn this talisman to ash in your hands.
I didn't get very far to take pictures. These were my neighbors at FaerieCon. They also publish Pirate Magazine.
My darling cherubs surprised me today with a delightful gift they'd found and made themselves. Amie, my curious scientist, found this large acorn and knew right away what it could be. Beth, my talented artist, spotted the potential too and decorated the wee house to attract faeries. I especially like the glitter on the "roof" and doorknob. I can't wait to decorate our little tree outside with this new treasure!
Although I am unsure of the identity of this plant and it's tiny purple flowers, I do know this: the late afternoon light and shadows provided a other-worldly and beautiful view.
In plain sight, this plant was nearly passed over as I was reviewing the raised garden bed for something of interest. I spied a wasp, flitting from blossom to blossom, but it took off when I moved.
I decided that I might be better able to see what is going on in this small patch if I stood still and quieted myself, camera raised to the ready. I was thinking that I might see some insect, flying or crawling in a flurry of Autumn tasks in preparation for the coming cold.
It wasn't a bug that called out to my stilled self. These very tiny flowers, sprouting at the ends of the green stalks stood out.
Such a delicate bloom. What beautiful chaos.
All I had to do was relax and take it in.