Searching for Sanctuary

The sound of fairy wings

My garden is full of the sound of wings. The solid buzz of bees and bumbles, the softer drone of hoverflies and other small flyers, the barely-there flap of a butterfly and, of course, the soft flutter of feathered flight around the feeders. This is the sound of fairy wings, I think. Because, what else to call such tiny creatures […]

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