Just now the wild heather and gorse are blooming in the surrounding hills. They nestle between rocks and ferns, always perfectly placed. I study them and think about ways of re-creating this, but again, nature is the superior garden designer every time....
These are the "dingly dell" places that remind me of childhood fantasies. Do you remember looking into wooded places or long grassy hedgerows and imagining faeries and mythical creatures living in there? I used to leave gifts for them, a few seeds, placed in a conker shell, or a spare ribbon from my hair which I would deny having lost...yet again.
Days later, if I could wait that long, I would return to see if the little gifts had been taken away. When they were I would be convinced of the presence of elves or leprechauns...... then I knew for sure that they were there! What little faerie dens did you imagine?
PS I know that's not how you are supposed to spell faery, but I like it!