Magic. When it comes to the subject, I want to believe in it so badly my heart will deflate should anyone ever manage to prove it doesn’t exist. But I feel confident that day will never come. Magic is evident in every dew drop, blooming flower and sparkling star in the night sky.
I have my children believing that I, myself, can perform magic. Not in a cheap stage show kind of way, but in a Glenda the Good Witch way. I don’t choose to use these abilities often. They are saved for those rare, special occasions. *wink*
Holidays – any holiday time – is a time when magic is especially heavy in the air around our little manor.
As we prepare to carve our pumpkins this year I get ready to zip onto the internet and run the usual search for the kid’s favorite character of the year. Intricate carving is what they generally crave and the design is just a click away on the digital highway. You can see a few of our pumpkins from years past hidden in the backdrop of my blog here.
This year I spy my daughter studying our unusual finds in the most peculiar way. Leaning up against the counter, she is oddly still for her typical hyper state. Slipping in next to her, I study her face and see the look of someone in deep thought and consideration.
“Mommy,” she says in her sweet little five year old voice, “Do you think the garden fairies have a warm enough place to stay at night?”
“I suppose they do honey. They ARE garden fairies after all. Places like our yard are their natural terrain. They have plenty of warm and safe places to stay. What are you thinking?” I ask her softly.
“Instead of carving Smurfette in my pumpkin this year, can we make a house for the garden fairies?” She grabs the pumpkin directly in front of her, pulling it closer for better inspection.
“We sure can. Are you positive you want to do that?” I eye her closely for any hint of hesitation, but get none. We are good. She nods vigorously while pulling the second pumpkin into her tight embrace, squeezing them both close to her chest. She is happy with her decision.
My son wants to turn his pumpkin into Wheatly, a small round computer from the game Portal 2. But he sets that idea aside and helps his sister draw up designs for little fairy cottages. Before you know it, we have miniature organic homes set up for magical creatures in our yard. I have used my magic to make the wishes of a little girl a reality. I think the fairies will be pleased! What do you think? Have you ever made a house out of your pumpkin?
Plans for Wheatly have not been abandoned. That project should get underway this weekend. I can’t wait to see how it comes out! I bet the fairies will find it fascinating. Fairies are interested in many wondrous things around them. Our pumpkins are no exception.
For more great crafting ideas with pumpkins for this upcoming holiday, check out Angela Peart’s post “How Creative Can You Get?”, Tameri Etherton’s post “Getting Crafty with It!” and Angela Wallace’s post “It’s Pumpkin Time!” You are bound to find just what you’re looking for.
Note: You can see our pumpkins were made by simply pinning or gluing moss and other natural materials to our Cinderella pumpkins. White pumpkins were carved out for the roof to give it a mushroom appeal. Small cut of fabric made curtains for one, while tooth picks created blinds for the other. Check out the wee huts we made a couple of years ago for our pesky house elves.
Speaking of magical creatures, although we delight in our fairies and even have fun with our sometimes troublesome elves and leprechaun, house goblins are something you want to avoid. They can be downright nasty. They smell bad, have bad manners, and all around aren’t very nice. They have even been known steal your snacks. My son had the solution to our goblin this year. We made up some potion bottles those little troublemakers that they can’t resist. Once we fill them with the right elixir it will be off to la-la land for them and a little relocation if you know what I mean.
So take heart. If you’re plagued by goblins that leave messes no one will own up to, backing up toilets and spilling food and drink all over your carpet, there is a way. They can be silenced, removed. Of course, I can’t promise they won’t find their way back. They may have your house tagged as their ground zero and zoom in on it like a homing beacon. I haven’t solved that one yet. But I’m working on it (sending my eldest to the lab now).