On this particular morning I spotted this gnarly looking branch lying on a nature strip and I knew I had to have it.
I propped it up in a basket, and set it out some string, streamers, ribbons, wire, wool and beads and waited to see where they would go with it.
First came the creating:
They tied, wrapped, draped and wound and found their own materials to decorate the branch.
Beads were threaded onto wire to make tree decorations.
Then came the imagining:
All it took was one little person to remark: "This looks like a fairy tree." And then they were off.
The fairy garden, neglected for months, was instantly resurrected with the branch taking pride of place:
They stood at the door of the storeroom with baskets to be filled with fairy garden accoutrements, telling me what they needed to get the job done. I couldn't fill the baskets fast enough.