Gardening with the Fairies, Part II

This was cropped out of an untouched (I swear!) image

Joseph took in our back yard:

Here's the original, which I found just this morning while selecting images for this blog post!

A trick of the light? Or ... a real garden fairy caught playing in the sunbeams?

The photo was taken in our back yard in December, 2010, nine months after we moved into this rental house in the Tierrasanta area of San Diego. But we never noticed the fairy image before today! It was just another shot of sunlight and fallen leaves and rocks in our collection ... until now, when I've come to write the follow-up to Part I of "Gardening with the Fairies." (If you haven't read Part I yet, follow that link.)

Okay, if that doesn't convince you that the fairies have followed us to California, how about the story of this little one. I first spotted it, this lonely little sunflower, forcing its way up into the patio from between the loosely laid pavement and the ill-fitting boards the landlord installed, evidence of the birdseed we'd tried putting out last summer (until it attracted a rat in the fall, the most undesirable sort of fairy, a story I'll get to in a moment.)

What Does It Mean When a Rabbit Crosses Your Path?

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July 2013 NOTE: Please enjoy this post! But my blog has moved to:  www.liannedowney.com
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AT THE RISK OF SEEMING un-humble, I am going to quote something posted on my last blog entry:

“Wow Lianne, your breadth and depth of knowledge of the metaphysical (and all that entails) is extraordinary. I've done my fair share of reading and research over the course of my adult life, but do not profess to have such a broad scope of information and understanding as you.”

I’m so glad someone noticed! Because I AM NOT THAT SMART! As I’ve mentioned before, when I write something of this nature, I’ve learned how to link up with my Higher Resources and THEY are very smart indeed. They’re the ones with the depth and breadth; especially because they are so numerous, they cover many areas of expertise. It’s their “frequency” that you may sense in my writing. (Other times, well, only I can take the blame for that stuff.)