(WARNING: Graphic photos and accompanying poem may be disturbing to…people who like Fairies.)
Welcome, to the Tiny Goth Garden.
The Fairies are gone, and the new creatures seem...hardened.
It appears there’s been a revolution of sorts.
Instead of the flutter of wings, all I hear are snorts.
The houses are black and grey now, with not a Fairy around.
I fear the sloth and troll may have them bound.
There’s something not right about those black hatted gnomes.
And, the goth donkeys appear suspiciously at home.
When the sun goes down, their little lanterns glow.
They romp through the succulents, especially the aloe.
But, don’t be afraid kids. The Goths don’t bite.
They’re absolutely harmless...unless you’re a Sprite.
(grin)
I thought you guys would get a giggle out of the Sans-Fairy Garden I built for my kids. I’ve got two boys and wanted to make something we could all enjoy. It rests on my porch, in an area that was previously unsightly. It was a corner where I stacked my rakes and shovels against. I wanted to spruce the area up a bit. Took me about a month of daily tinkering here and there. I started off using dollar store stuff that I painted, but wanted to play around a bit more, so I built the house in the terra cotta pot, then the cemetery, then I made the fencing, the bridge, and ladders to tie the little village together.
More info: dawnaflowers.com
Sans Fairy Garden
