
A throwback from childhood, they remind me of fairies, who although could fly on their own, used to taxi through the air on these magnificently winged creatures. Even with the glare of the summer sun in my eyes, I was sure I could see the tiniest of imps bridling the butterflies, destined for castles and princesses and the most incredible journeys imaginable. An amazing sight to see in my daydreams; as real as the magic wand in my hand and the bejeweled crown atop my head....
I had a pretty active imagination when I was a wee lassie. I firmly believed in the existence of fairies and spent hours building beautiful fairy dwellings of moss, sea glass, cigarette package foil and anything that shimmered in the light. Every morning I would run to the edge of the wooded area behind our house and check to see if the tiniest of tired travellers had spent the night under the moonlit sky. They must have been early risers, because the beds were always empty, but I knew it was only a matter of time before I would find one still sleeping....
pattern also comes in a rectangle.
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