Spring Fairies in the Nest

Nothing is so beautiful as spring --
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
The glassy pear tree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling. 

       - Gerard Manley Hopkins
 

I've been busy making Spring fairies as the weather has warmed and the flowers in my garden have begun to bloom. 

 Sylvinia

 Kaylee

                                       

and a little Spring Pixie

 

They're all in the shop if you'd like to see more.