25/10/2026
The Fairies House!
Every farm has somewhere special, somewhere that tells a story and means more than the next patch of dirt.
For us its here, in the fairies house.
Beneath our mature mulberry tree is a shaded and secluded patch of paradise. Deliberately pruned over the last decade for a walk beneath canopy and climb-able branches. Its a hidden cool escape on these hot days.
But why the fairies house?
Surely a farm with 3 boys should have something a bit more....well....manly!
Which is true. Except some things are never for us, they are for others. The fairys house is a shining example of this.
When our young niece would come to visit we would sneak out in advance and hide a collection of quail eggs all around the base of our tree. Before setting out on the farm tour we would tell her:
"You have to be quiet under the mulberry tree, it's where the fairies live"
The excitement in her face when she found her first fairy egg is a memory that will live with me rent free for life. She did all she could not to squeal in joy, of course, she failed and every fairy in town would have heard.
From that moment onwards no-one could speak beneath the tree in her presence, we wouldn't ever want to scare off a fairy. From that moment I also needed to make a very conscience effort around meal planning on her visits.
That one "fairy" egg on a plate by mistake would be far more therapy than this farmer can ever provide!