Last night one of our younger guests brought this for Lucy - a fairy house.
I am commandeering it, and finding a safe place for it so it will not be sat on by Studley. I am also commandeering it because I think it is beautiful and I am selfish and want it in my livingroom. I don't usually do this with their belongings. Usually it is quite the opposite.
Note the white pebble stone wall that goes around the back. I am told she and a friend made a whole fairy compound behind a cemetery last winter. There were houses and toadstool circles and treeforts and pretty much everything a fairy would want in a neighborhood. They built and built until a windstorm took it away. They had spent 4 or 5 months making it, which must have made for a very happy winter.
Lucy's was quickly inhabited by 4 fairies, made by another friend's daughter.
As people were oggling the fairy house last night, I had to introduce our pig (which I also commandeered - probably at Christmas):
Although it would probably be spectacularly gratifying for my sister-in-law to see the kids toting this around, I am not giving them that chance. I am too afraid for its life ("Terrific!" "Some Pig!"). It sits on top of an antique cabinet in our livingroom.
Yesterday my sister-in-law gave Lucy a handmade dress with a matching jacket AND a matching bunny rabbit. I am not posting pictures because I am too sickened with jealousy (both of Lucy's haul and the skill with which they were made). I try not to knit, or sew, or try anything fancy with my hot glue gun when she's around.
In Denver there's a house with the motto (essentially) "The ornaments of a house are the guests who frequent it" carved over their mantel.
I couldn't agree more. Thank you to our friends who ornament our home, both with your presence and your offerings. It just wouldn't be Trout Towers without you.