My foster daughter got a fairy garden set for Christmas that included a little fairy cottage and toadstools for her to decorate along with loads of other sparkly and wonderful things to make the fairy’s home and surrounding garden a place of wonderment.
And on Sunday, she finally got around to opening the box.
She painted the things that needed painting then spread the soil into the flower-shaped container. After a considerable amount of time placing all of the gem-encrusted paths and other bits-and-bobs in just the right place, she finally planted the seeds in the two back quadrants. Then she watered it and spent the rest of Sunday adamant that she could already see something growing. (She was mistaken, as whist there were beans in the seed mix, they were not magical ones that sprouted in less than three hours.)
Monday and Tuesday she looked with excitement when she woke up then again when we returned home. And each day she was a little sad that there were no green sprouts.
But this morning when we woke, we noticed that the soil was bulging like crazy in the two sections she’d planted in. And on closer inspection, we could see that several of the seeds and beans were, in fact, beginning to sprout.
I suspect that the fairy will need to get out in the garden for some weeding in the next few days!
(Oh, and you can expect another photo or two of the growing process because the kid is adamant that this project will make for a good read on my blog and I think she’s right. I hope you agree!)