One of my first memories of outdoor fun is chasing fairy wishes. I associate my parents and Mom’s cousin, whom I called Aunt Norma, with my first recollection of fairy wishes. The premise behind catching one was the fulfillment of a wish. Upon capturing the wish in your hand, you whispered your hope or dream, and then, and this was important, you had to let it go again.
The beautiful fairy wishes in the photograph were captured as they unfurled from a milkweed pod in my back garden. Anyone, who has read my blog for any length of time, knows I am a bit obsessed with helping butterflies thrive in my garden. I grow common milkweed as a host plant for Monarchs, fennel, dill, parsley, and rue for Black Swallowtails.
My prayer is that God helps me ride the winds of the written word, just like a milkweed wish, to spread the Good News of Salvation and His Love far and wide.
Jesus said to him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.
John 14:6
I used to have milkweed but it died on my. Sometimes I see butterflies in the garden but they seldom visit now. Fairy wishes, how nice!🥰
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It’s so funny. This morning, we went to a marketplace near us. A lady was selling small bottles of essential oils, and one that smelled amazing was called Fairytale…of course, coming off of writing about Fairy Wishes, I had to purchase the Fairytale oil. It does smell amazing. You can use it on your wrists or in a diffuser.
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So special…
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Thanks, they are beautiful and delicate and such a good memory.
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Fairy wishes sounds beautiful. 💕
When I was a child, I was told that if I blew the fluffy seeds from dandelions and counted how many times I had to blow on the seeds before they all left the plants, that number was the time of day. I don’t think I’d rely on its accuracy though!
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That is new to me, I love stories that are magical.
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