After much discussion we finally decided to head out for a drive through the Barossa Valley as I have long wanted to do that during Autumn. I am grateful my husband is here this year to drive me around - it was quite lonely last year:( It was beautiful there with the dry brown hills starting to turn green and the grape vines bearing golden leaves, some almost a deep red - beautiful.
Not the greatest pic, but the only one to put an image to my words.
As we were preparing to leave, I raced from sorting out the car's contents to respond to my daughter's loud outburst of consternation.
"Oh Mummy... it's a field of mushrooms!" (I was right by her side by the time she expressed the word "mushrooms", so loud was her initial cry.)
She had seen a sight so beautiful and exquisite, so befitting of the tales we share. You see the fairies have been visiting again. This time they have built their houses, plain to see, right outside our backdoor.
Of course we had to tip one over to see if there were fairies living inside. Such excitement ensued as, you see, the yellow surrounding the eaves of the "mushroom house" are indication that a fairy has been resident there.
It seems the fairies did some baking as well as the day concluded with some beautiful fairy cakes which were transformed into pretty butterfly cakes. Delightful!