We’ve spent a lot of time in my grandmother’s garden yard. Her backyard has always seemed magical to me, but this year it just seems to be more so. I really believe Grandma has a magic garden. During the day the humming bird fly around, birds of all shapes and colors can be seen grabbing a bit of seed here or there or perhaps taking a bath. There beautiful roses and other kinds of flowers, veggies and trees. There are stone statures everywhere. You might meet a fairy or a little deer. It’s beautiful. And an amazing place to take pictures:
But at night is when the real magic happens. Slowly little twinkle lights come on, and a little breeze blows through the trees making them rustle. Then the breeze tinkles the wind chimes and teases them into small drops of sound. That’s when the fairies come out. And you have to be careful because fairies (and bees) bite!
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