It’s wild…
it happened when I wasn’t looking or hoping or dreaming or dreading it.
I was just living my life you know…
Take the dogs out in the morning cold and dark,
Light a candle,
Feed the dogs, feed myself.
Do the day’s work.
Watch some TV.
Call it a night, dogs cozy in bed. And me cozy too.
First I started noticing some wildlife that I don’t often see…
An owl…
Doe and fawn…
A fox…
Two koi…
And two flamingos, among other creatures.
Well at some point a Frog Prince took up residence in the rock garden… a benevolent ruler, by all accounts…
Keeping an eye on those silly gnomes playing their reindeer games.
Gnome on rabbit photo
Sometimes they need a little help, like when the T Rex is hungry…
And the Frog Prince helps when he can. Not many get eaten.
One gnome stands alone, very soulful by gnome standards, thinking about the cosmos and his place in it.
The Frog Prince also governs the fairies to the extent they are governable. They live in a fairy garden with their own tiny koi pond and a treehouse with a tire swing. So far he’s only seen good and happy sprites in the garden but you never know. He is aware of their reputation for mischief. It only takes one with a bad idea to lead the others down the primrose path. Fairies are very impressionable and to be honest easily led.
The Frog Prince in his secret heart yearns for the beautiful Princess Elinor. She does not yearn for him. It is a great grief to him but he has learned that it is not unbearable. He stays busy. He prays and meditates. He focuses on the positive and reminds himself of all he has to be grateful for. Sometimes he feels a little weary. It can get tiring, always making the best of things. He’s been alone for a long time. Heavy is the heart that wears the crown, as they say.
It’s wild how all these creatures found their way into my yard when I wasn’t looking or dreaming or hoping or dreading it… like all the best and worst things, I suppose.