Dear reader, have you ever wanted to look out the window and be greeted by the sight of a rolling hill with a tangle of heather and a sturdy old ewe grazing along the hedgerow?
I have.
Have you ever wondered if fairies dwell in the forests...well, perhaps not truly wonder, but do you enjoy the thought of truly wondering?
Have you ever dreamed of a cake glass no bigger than a thimble in which to keep a wee patch of moss?
Have you ever wanted a bit of earth to call your own?
If so, then you, too, should make a terrarium.
You should make loads of them! You should make so many terrariums you have to stick them in the bathtub for safekeeping...and when a note comes home from school about the neglected state of your children, you should shrug and decide it's for a good cause the family can no longer take a bath.
And to justify your burgeoning obsession you should tell yourself won't these make lovely gifts?, but when it comes time to actually part with one, who do you suppose will have a dickens of a time?!
{Catherine, if you happen to be reading this, here is the prezzie I was telling you about. Merry Christmas, darling. I promise I'll give it to you someday soon...}
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In case you are interested, I purchased the terrarium with the sheep as a kit from the lovely Shelley at BuyDisOrDat. And every time I pass it by, I come closer and gaze in wonder at the tiny world before me. Whether there are fairies living in the woods or not, there is something magical about terrariums.
There is something magical about a bit of earth.