Welcome to my little corner of the forest. The flowers have risen from their winter naps. There are fairies everywhere. They sing to me when I wake up. I hear them when I am half asleep. At first I thought it might be birds but no... the fairies were singing to me. I think they like it here at my cottage. They enjoy the gentle breeze from the lake and the peace of the untamed forest. The morning mist beckons them to rise and shine and they do.