Blooming between a rock and a hard place.
I oft times believe life can sometimes be like this. You are stuck in the most un-favorable predicament you could ever imagine. Yet somehow, there’s just enough room to bloom (get-by with a wink and a smile). That’s where we are at right now. Sometimes the unblogable location is torturous. Still, every now and then, little surprise sprinkles of merciful rain give you just enough to go on.
I loved these flowers as a kid. They were everywhere around the back of the house where I grew up. I thought they looked like little grapes. Remnants of a long forgotten blub flower bed of my grandmothers, I think. See I lived in the house my dad grew up in as well. My brother lives there now. I love it when there’s a tangible connection of memories shared by generations of one family.
Well today we received a kind magical rain in the form of our Pixie Pouch Swap Package. The girls were giddy as ever to open up their Fairy Treasure.
Okay, some were down right beside themselves with joy while sailing over the moon.
Hope was thrilled with all her little treasures.
And her pixie pouch was extra special with charmed butterflies floating everywhere.
And the treasure inside was equally enchanted.
Including a wee sweet invitation to a Midsummer’s Eve Ball at Dusk. Yeah, one more magical event to plan for.
Princess’s package was equally delightful with a special unicorn pouch from her fairy friend Elsa who Wand Swapped Princess last year.
And Lea was equally thrilled with her pouch and goodies.
Magic mushrooms, a fairy shovel and pixie seeds, Perfect for Spring.
And yes I, Even I received a sweet bundle of inspiration.
Special Thanks to Missy and her magical Swap, I have a feeling the girls and I are going to actively entertaining the fairies this week.