Fairy houses are not just a way to pass time in nature -- they are a passion, a mission for this boy. He is serious about creating little magical dwellings for wee folk of the forest.
But there is always one downside. "Why can't I fit in the fairy house mama? I want to be a gnome and go i there."
So we applied the same building techniques on a larger scale.
Some might call it a modest lean-to, but to Z and his buddy K, it was a giant fairy house. They toiled and hauled large limbs and dusted away daddy long legs with piney fairy brooms and balanced sticks and decorated just so.
Long after K and her family had to go home, we stayed in the forest. He just sat under his little house, soaking up the space, my little gnome. And I just watched him, blissed out on little boy and big woods.