When I was a girl, I believed very strongly that there were little people...miniature flower folk that lived hidden in gardens and tucked away in secret places in the woods. I'd spend every summer building elaborate stick and stone dwellings....little landscaped villages with ponds and streams (hand dug and filled by a hose). I just knew that they came every evening to play in their little fenced yards and sleep on their mossy beds...sometimes, I even saw their tiny, fading footprints when I'd do my morning check for traces of their visits. As I got older, my belief started to waver...but along came my little sister (nine years younger and a flower fairy, herself)...The summers of the little people continued as I created for and with her for many magical years.
During the spring my son turned two, I began making little flower folks for him...we'd bring them out to the garden and let the natural surroundings guide our play with them. I made them seasonally and shared them with all of the children in our life. Now, seven years later, I am introducing them to all of you. This is Rosita, in her rose petal skirt (she's been with us for a while)...she's on her way to meet the new little people in the neighborhood. She'd be delighted if you'd stop back tomorrow to meet them, too!