A minature garden

Minature worlds have always fascinated me, when I was six or seven I won a cup for a minature garden I made at the Knypersley Village Show.  I think I should have been a Borrower (from the book by Mary Norton).  I wanted to name my children after them, but Mr A wasn't as keen on Arrietty and Pod.  

The effort of looking after lifesize things is just too overwhelming sometimes.  Since we left London and gained a garden I find myself looking out sadly in March, wishing I had planted more bulbs.  However many we plant, it's never quite enough. 

My dad spotted some muscari and daffodil bulbs pre grown in pots, at our local florist, at a bargain price.  I planted them with my 2 and 4yo in this empty pot, the last resting place of a poor plant I neglected last Summer. We added some fir cones that were hanging round after christmas, a fairy and some plastic pigs  A few days later we added a yogurt pot pond and some plasticine fish. 

 

Fairy garden

Then we went to see Gnomeo and Juliet (which was brilliant fun) and Miss L decided we needed gnomes to stop any birds from eating the fish.  So we added a pair of smurf figures.

It's by our front door which means it's a lovely welcome home.  It's an ongoing challenge as we try to add to the scene each day or so.  And it's a minature garden, so well within my comfort zone.

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