A Fairy House

After reading this post here my friend Christina Lane sent me an email.  Apparently, across the great wide world, minds and hearts connect.  While I was posting poetry about a little house, she was busy creating a most magical one from felt.  Inside her tiny house, there is a tiny little bed with a tiny little blanket, a tiny little larder and even a spot for a tiny little person to sit.  For more photos of this diminutive marvel, you can visit Christina at her blog here.

 Just for fun, once again, here is the inspirational poem:

THE LITTLE HOUSE

By Elizabeth Godley

In a great big wood in a great big tree, 

There's the nicest little house that could possibly be.

There's a tiny little knocker on the tiny little door, 

And a tiny little carpet on the tiny little floor.

There's a tiny little table, and a tiny little bed, 

And a tiny little pillow for a tiny weeny head;

A tiny little blanket, and a tiny little sheet, 

And a tiny water bottle (hot) for tiny little feet.

A tiny little eiderdown; a tiny little chair; 

And a tiny little kettle for the owner (when he's there.)

In a tiny little larder there's a tiny thermos bottle 

For a tiny little greedy man who knows the Woods Of Pottle

There's a tiny little peg for a tiny little hat 

And a tiny little dog and a tiny little cat.

If you've got a little house 

And you keep it spic and span,
Perhaps there'll come to live in it 

A tiny little man. 

You may not ever see him, 

(He is extremely shy): 

But if you find a crumpled sheet -
Or pins upon the window seat -
Or see the marks of tiny feet -
You'll know the reason why.