A Baby Fairy Tribute

Ever since our excursion to the arboretum, I had dreamed of taking these pictures. I adorned Eliza with colorful wings and a wand and set her free into the bushes, flowers, and grassy paths around my home. I just followed her and let her work some magic (it must be the wand).

Little legs, wings, and sparkles, hidden in the woods and roses, bring out the child in me and set afire my mystical fantasies.

Gorgeous baby to elf-child might have made my heart melt a lot.

Here is what Robert Graves says of fairy children:

Children born of fairy stock

Never need for shirt or frock,

Never want for food or fire,

Always get their hearts desire:

Jingle pockets full of gold,

Marry when they're seven years old.

Every fairy child may keep

Two ponies and ten sheep;

All have houses, each his own,

Built of brick or granite stone;

They live on cherries, they run wild--

I'd love to be a Fairy's child. 

Imagine, dream, believe.