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At Luton Hoo, Hertfordshire
Account by Dena Bryant I was in the garden pulling up some marigolds that had seeded themselves amongst the roses when suddenly right by my hand I saw a little man dressed in brown, I wondered what on earth it was initially - it was obviously not an animal. He had a brown leathery face and he just looked up at me appealingly and I quickly put the flowers back so as not to disturb him. He had brown eyes with long dark eyelashes and stood about 18inches high. I felt I'd disturbed the keeper of my garden, and from then on I left the marigolds. Dena has also had encounters with ghosts (as documented in 'True Ghost Stories' publ. by Hamilton) and she says "I don't believe in ghosts but they believe in me".

Stonehenge, Wiltshire.
Account by N.H. I was at Stonehenge for the solstice during early 1980s and I was lying in the middle of a field just outside a ring of people sat round a fire. Night was just beginning to lighten into the twilight before dawn when I suddenly saw fairies on the blades of grass overhanging my head. They were about the size of my thumb and perfectly formed little people with wings, they didn't acknowledge me but they were aware of me watching them, it was almost as if they were performing for my benefit - climbing and swinging from bending blades of grass, flying around so weightlessly..

Sumner, WA
The next day they called to me again around 5:00 pm and I went outside and let my dog lead me as I know animals can sense and see spirits. My dog led me directly to the wild section of the rose garden where she lay immediately down and "watched" them for a full 5 minutes, swinging her head this way and that. My eyes began to tear. I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. They seemed to be about 3-5 feet in front of her, and she watched them intently, full attention on them, very still and attentive, then they'd fly up in the air this way and that and she'd swing her head to follow them never taking her eyes off them.

I say "them" because I saw hundreds of their white lights the evening before. She lay real still as if she was listening to them. Then she tucked her head to her chest when one actually came up and touched her. I couldn't believe it. I noticed the one came up close and touched her right when I was petting my dog and loving her. This whole time I couldn't actually SEE them though I looked real hard. I have to admit it scared me a little when the one touched her. But I sensed it was loving her. My dog is the sweetest little border collie mix - black, white and tan with big freckles and bunny soft fur. He name is Ladybug, quite fitting.

Then I saw the grass blades moving six inches in front of my dog, though no bugs or anything were there, and I knew for certain it was fairies. This all happened in the wild section of garden (rhodies, lasal, ferns) adjoining the rose garden. I asked what they wanted planted in the flower pot sitting there and was told daffodils, then turnips. I definitely believe in fairies now that I've witnessed this first hand. I hate to say I used to doubt their existence. I feel horrible now that I doubted.

That night I peeked out the window but didn't see any white lights in the garden, but when I went to bed I saw for a split instant a green winged fairy at the foot of my bed about 7 inches long by 4 inches high. It was such a strange green. I'm an artist and I can't say I've ever seen that particular green before. I saw only the outline of a body. It was all wings. Of note, I had never paid much attention to birds until this winter, when I started noticing them and talking to them and now they come up to me quite close.

Our yard is full of birdsong, yet the neighbors are quiet. In fact, when I go outside, I feel surrounded by birds anymore. Then the fairy thing. Quite something. To remember the fairies so I never forget, I took a piece of driftwood and painted: "Mist clad in the light of the moon star spun seekers I search for thee! Faery light - I ask they boon" to commemorate my first sighting of their white lights. I placed it in the section of the garden where my dog lay. These episodes are definitely going into the book I'm writing and I hope to catch a better glimpse of a fairy so I can paint her in watercolor.

Washington State
Just recently (May 2002) I saw my first fairies. I am 37 years old. It was about 10:00pm and I had gone to bed and was laying there unable to sleep and wishing from the bottom of my heart, "If only fairies lived in my garden." It was kind of a silly thing to think. I guess I was thinking it because I love the garden, had been working in it that day amongst the tulips, and it just seemed like fairies belong there. No sooner had I had the thought then something told me in my head to look in the rose garden. I've learned to listen to this sixth sense, as more and more psychic/spiritual things have been happening in the last 3 1/2 years. Still, I couldn't quite bring myself to climb out of bed to look. It seemed silly. Finally, I did so. I walked into the dining room overlooking my rose garden and peered out the window into the night. I stared but saw nothing. Just as I was about to give up, I saw out of the corner of my eye a tiny white light in the left bottom of the rose garden near the lupines. Then I saw another and another. Looking straight on, I saw hundreds of tiny white lights blinking all over my rose garden. The garden was full of tiny white lights! I watched for awhile and the lights kept glittering, then I turned away from the window and went to bed.

Climbing back into bed, tears in my eyes, I was filled with the unearthly all enveloping peace and love feeling I get when I feel close to God and that tingle of energy running up the back of my head. I thank God every time I receive such a gift because it makes my heart and soul swell with love. I didn't tell my husband because I didn't know what he'd think. So many things have happened to me in the past three years that this was not out of the ordinary. Three days later I told my husband, with tears in my eyes, that I'd seen fairies in the rose garden. He smiled and told me, "I see things in the wind." I asked him, "What do you mean?" He said he sees tiny cylinders in the wind sometimes.

My husband and I are very close, and being able to tell him about my "happenings" and actually talk about them with someone to whom they also occur makes me feel truly blessed. I believe the fae came because of the great amount of love in that garden. It thrums with birdsong, the puppies play in it, and everyone who visits enjoys it and proclaims, "What a happy garden!" I don't know much about fairies, but this January I learned my soul name in a dream/astral visit. Upon looking up the name on the internet, I learned that the name belongs to a Welsh moon goddess who is Queen of the Fae. Coincidence? I've always had a strong affinity with mermaids, and some to fairies too. I have been documenting these "spiritual happenings" for 3 1/2 years and am writing a book. Having seen the fairies and wondering about others who have seen them led me to this web site. I have done something right to bring fairies to the garden. I only hope I can keep them happy and safe. Love for the plants and creatures that reside there and care for their wellbeing I believe is the key. I will not be using chemical fertilizers on the roses ever again.

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