Early one morning as I was putting away our Christmas dinnerware, I came across a lovely sight right in the middle of our dining room table.
Why, a delicate little faerie was sleeping in a Victorian silver sugar bowl.
Her name is Claire and she has honored us with a visit.
Even though she cannot stay...
Claire is dreaming of traveling to a faerie palace in a faraway land.
I knew she had the manners and tastes of a fine young lady.
On her feet are dainty slippers in silver, pearls and cream lace.
She sleeps peacefully, resting her head on her hand...
Her head is wrapped in a white cap held in place with a green silk ribbon and bordered with glass and pearl beads around her gentle face.
Her wings took my breath away.