"If you build it they will come."
Not faeries, but the little girls who desperately want to believe in them.
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| What a composition of form and color... |
There are several quiet spaces in my garden. Secluded, overgrown. The girls seek them out to hide and play their games. Concrete blocks become altars. The sculpture, with flower offerings, becomes shrines.
When I came upon the evidence, my frustration was at the mess, The trampled forget-me-nots, the stripped leaves, the picked unripe currants. Then I looked at the carefully placed flowers, fruit and leaves, my initial irritation turned into a deeper sense of awareness and loss.
These 8 year old girls won't be playing these games that much longer.
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| Don't rant and rave. |
I left their things untouched. Let them stay innocent little girls for as long as possible.
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| Maybe the faeries are protecting them.......? |
3 comments:
We hope and pray that the faeries are protecting them; rejoice in the altars and be reassured that their imaginations and souls are intact. Thanks for sharing this reminder of how soon they will fly away.
Their innate sense of balance and design is worth documenting! I love the placement of the red on the acanthus and the jaunty hat! Seems to me you let them "just be"....in the gardens!
It seems protection is part of my role.
Another part that scares/delights them is me emerging from the studio growling and roaring. That gets them away from my office window and sends them shrieking to find new places to hide.
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