Our friend Louise sent the girls a Fairy Door so that the little things would come and visit. So we decided that it was best they remained out of the house. You know fairies.
Apple tree, too small.
Garry Oak, just right. "Daaaaaddddyyyyy. . .. !"
Daddy heard all the commotion, actually, and insisted on being the official tool-wielder.
He was annoyed when he realized he should have pre-drilled a hole.
Gigi and I stayed at a little distance; I don't know if you can see how sick she is but we sure don't want to welcome the fairies with a virus. Not after drilling a pilot hole and all that.
Now to decorate. I'm sure this will be ongoing. She insisted on a front deck for starters.
Solar flowers. So they can find their way at night.
Would you have done it all for this face? Don't answer that. No need.
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