Ok, I know it's normally Sketchbook Sunday, but I've been MIA for a while and I just wanted to share this, my latest adventure with you.
Today when I'm was working in the studio...
(oh! Don't roll your eyes! I HAVE been working... I just haven't been sharing :P)
when I' was in the studio, I had this strange feeling that I was being watched.
At first I thought it might be Mac staring at me from his hiding place under my photo table, but it wasn't, because Mac was sitting on the shelf above my head
playing with a things he shouldn't. Imagine that. LOL
Then I considered that it might be Mac's arch nemesis. the squirrel, on the back deck.
Nope, not Mr. Squirrel.
I was beginning to get a bit creeped out, when I noticed a rustle in the corner where I keep my roots, twigs and branches. Unfortunately so did Mac.
He bound down off the shelf and ran head first into the woodpile.
Branches and roots scattered everywhere!
I scooped him up and looked into the mess expecting to find a bug or spider who had hitched a ride into the house on a piece of wood, but instead
I was met with a pair of dark eyes peering out of a hollow piece of wood.
Ah! A visitor! Wonderful!
I smiled and motioned to the tiny one that I would be right back,
and I took Mac to the kitchen and gave him a treat to keep him occupied.
(Can't have him nommin' on the guests!)
Then I rushed back to the studio to say hello.
The tiny visitor was still there, peeking from the hollow.
He looked at me with questioning eyes, then back to the hollow.
Well, I immediately knew what he wanted to know.
He wanted to borrow the hollow for a few days until the snow finished falling.
(There's about 5 inches outside at the moment)
Well of course I was delighted, but I asked if he would do me a kindness in return.
I asked if he would sit for a sketch.
He was a bit shy about it at first, but quickly warmed to the idea when I offered
some cookie crumbs and milk to nibble while I sketched.
I'm not great at sketching, but I do think it captures his likeness.
He didn't give his name, which is normal with the Fae.
Names hold great magick, you see.
So I am simply calling him,
Spore Lil' Guy
And you never know, he may become the subject of a doll in the near future,
but for now, he's sleeping away in the hollow snuggled down in a milkweed pod.
I'm hoping we can chat some tomorrow, but for now he needs his sleep.
So for the rest of the night, Mac and I are going to curl up on the couch,
much some popcorn and watch wonderfully inspiring movies
filled with fae, magic and happily ever after!
Moonbeams & Blessings