There has been a li'l bit of magic.........

....happening around the environs of our humble abode this week. Something terribly quizzical is afoot. The naked, wintry branches of the trees have begun to dress themselves with the prettiest of blossoms. Blossoms of fabric, resplendent in bejewelled colours and prints in the shape of a hexagon! How curious. I wonder, could this be a new cultivar of the hexagonus splendifora variety??

Hexagon after hexagon, gently swinging in the breeze. Don't they look pretty with the daffodils gracing the background.

Even Maisie is a little perplexed.

Amazingly, I only wished the other day that my hexagon quilt could grow a li'l more quickly. So..........I snippety snipped the hexies from the tree; after all doesn't pruning maketh many more 'flowers'??

Then..........my day just got curiouser and curiouser.

In amongst the forget-me-nots, I followed a Hansel and Gretel-like hexagon path to the sweetest little house. Hiding in the pretty, blue flowers was a teapot, like no other I had ever seen.

Fancy that, a garden path blooming with pretty hexagons!

Now, any house with a hexagonal path leading to its quaint, front door has to be filled with wonderful wonderment, right??

I tip-toed up the path and had a little peek as to whom the inhabitants of this quirky li'l teapot house could be. It was whitewashed with the prettiest blue trim. There was a morning glory vine winding it's way prettily around the walls. I must say the morning glories looked a dream among the forget-me-nots on which the little teapot was sitting. The tiny, shuttered windows, which if one was to peek in, revealed the cosiest of interiors. There were cobblestone floors with beautiful rag rugs to keep tippy toes warm. A delectable meal was gurgling away on top of one of those enormous, fire-belching wood stoves. Indeed, the quaint kitchen did look to be the soul of this little home. A winding staircase climbed up to the attic where beds covered with pretty, patchwork quilts waited for weary workers at day's end. In my mind's eye I could visualise  many a wee occupant having oodles of fun sliding down the bannister. There was a bendy chimney peeking from the spout, blissfully coughing up swirling spirals of smoke. Truly, this was the most magical of  teapots.

I could faintly hear the swish-swooshing of a broom and the sweet singing of "Oh what a beautiful morning" in the most mellifluous voice. To my amazement there was an itty bitty mouse dressed in a pretty frock with a pink bow tied around her tiny head.

"Hello," the sweet li'l mouse squealed with delight. " 'Tis lovely to meet you. I am just sweeping the wintry cobwebs away. Spring has sprung and our little teapot is in need of a little freshening up. I hope you don't mind, but as your garden has a feeling of magical delight about it, we decided to set up residence for a bit.

"Oh.....please excuse me for my rudeness........let me introduce myself. My name is Esmeralda. Spring in your garden is a wonderful time of year, is it not? I am so happy you happened upon our little home.  Your garden is such an enchanting place........soooooo many pretty blossoms to drink in!" I had an inkling you would be skipping along the pretty hexagon path, sooner rather than later."

"There's Josiah up the ladder, clipping the morning glory vine. He loves to garden......actually it is his favourite place to be."

"Doris is spinning away on her spinning wheel. She weaves the silkiest thread, magically transforming it into the finest, gossamer-like filament, in readiness for a little bit of knitting and stitching. A little birdy told her you were in need of some pretty hexagons for your hexagon quilt, so she thought how lovely it would be if she could whip up some pretties for you. She has been hanging hexagons on the ancient, chestnut tree in your garden. Don't they bedeck the landscape beautifully? It is a magical spinning wheel. Indeed, Doris can fabricate the prettiest of pretties on her wheel."

"Tabatha is in her kitchen busily cooking up a storm. Tabatha cooks the most delicious of pies. Actually, everything our Tabitha cooks makes our mouths water. Indeed, Tabatha always wins prize after prize at the local fair. 'Meeces' come from miles around to taste our Tabatha's gastronomical delights."

"Way, way up the rickety staircase in the attic, is Jimmy. Perhaps you can see him peeking from under the lid. Jimmy is a mischievous scamp. He loves to play peek-a-boo with whoever passes by. Living here in your garden, we meet the friendliest of critters. Though I must say, we have to be careful of your Maisie.....our little house sometimes teeter totters when she pads by."

"Your Maisie is big, isn't she?" I'm ever so happy she likes 'meeces'. I was a bit perturbed there for a while."

"To thank you for your hospitality in letting us stay a while in your beautiful garden, I would like to gift you some more hexagons. Doris tied them up with a pretty ribbon......she said you adore pretty ribbons. Besides, a gift is more the lovelier when cinched with a pretty bow, is it not? They should help make your quilt grow. When you need some more hexie delight, just pop by and I will make you a cup of tea that we can enjoy with a slice of Martha's pie."

"I really have had the most marvellous time chatting to you. Now don't forget, the next time you visit, bring along that pretty hexie quilt of yours, so I can have a little bo peep."

" 'Twas a pleasure to have met you......oh and thank you once again for allowing us to stay a while in your li'l bit of paradise! Bye now, I must get back to my cleaning."

With the help of the new botanical specimen in our garden and those sweet, sweet little meeces nestled among the forget-me-nots, my hexagon quilt has grown just a little bit more, albeit a little slowly. I fear my finished hexie quilt is a ways off yet. Not to worry though, I will just have to visit Esmeralda and have a cuppa with her......perhaps Doris will magically transform her lovely thread into some more beautiful hexies.

That day really did get curiouser and curiouser!! Don't you just love those days filled with a little bit of magic......a little bit of enchantment?? Those days filled with wonderful wonderment??

Wishing you all a little magic this weekend!

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