It was a cold April morning but the river was lovely.
A great place to walk among the fairies!
My daughter and my two granddaughters joined me
for the activity celebrating spring
and the mystical folk of the woods.
After making offerings for the woodland folk,
we had to place our offerings
with gratitude in appropriate places.
Lily had been busy making a fairy house
under a mossy bank by the river's edge.
We meditated with grandmother tree.
Our toes and noses were cold,
but our hearts were warm with thoughts
of these mystical beings of the early spring woodland
who would find our offerings --
even if we didn't find them.
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