When we were kids, we used to hop on the Greyhound Bus in Bothell and ride to downtown Seattle, where we would then walk to our granparents' florist shop for a visit (can you IMAGINE letting your 3rd grade child do this??! Times have changed.) Once safely arrived, we'd usually want to make some sort of creative mess. Our great aunt Irene would help us put together a marvelous mixture of styrofoam blocks, cards, glitter and some sort of spray glue that today's huffers would adore. Reenie lives on in the heart of Zaide, who helped Tatum put together the most enchanted fairy cottage this weekend at the cabin. They scouted for all kinds of materials out in the woods, and I donated a lace swatch, a garter stitch piece and a little braided rug. Voila! Instant Fairy Land!