Oh isn't she beautiful, I so love her and was excited to actually find one, I love my Greenman but she is a little special.
My handsome Greenman, who watches over my garden from his home on the wall.. we have a shortage of trees or he would be hung from one.
My wee Tommy Knocker, isn't he wonderful. Now rumour has it, these wee folk inhabited the Welsh mines, and when the child miners got frightened by the strange noises and the dark, they were told, it was nothing to fret over it was just The Tommy Knockers playing games and throwing stones. They will always keep you safe in the dark.
This is Bram a tree protecting Elf.. I haven't yet got a photo of his friend Nudd.
Hmmmm.. Naughty gnomes, astounded frogs, lazy wee turtles... this was going to be the fairy garden, however as my yard has the four corners marked with a symbol of each element. The bird bath is now in the West quarter. This garden area as of last week, now has a dragon residing here, being that it is the direction of North (fire down here in Ozzieland)
It has sort of turned into a garden of mischief really.. perhaps if it wasn't for the dragon keeping them all in check it would indeed be a mischievous place.. I love this little area and it is a place my eye is always drawn too. It is also the only place my little Vinca flowers will grow...