I'm sorry to report that some person(s) had been in the fairie patch and vandalized it. Things were ripped out of the ground including a whole plant that SO had planted a few weeks ago and one of the ferns was somewhat ripped up. It was very distressing. Maybe it was a couple of kids playing back there, but we couldn't understand what the deal was with the damage to the plant.
After some discussion, we decided to build a new FP closer to the house to discourage this activity. I gathered up the small items and we scouted a new location. In a little bit, we had it cleared out and began executing a new vision.
Behold:

The entrance

A little further down the path

The focal point of the FP is a sun mosaic made out of shells and stones
These are the shells that came from a yard sale - $2 for a whole basketful.

The entrance to the fairies' treasure vault

Another shot of the entrance.

Close up on the vault doors -- can you see the treasure???

Another treasure shot!
What is the moral of the story? I think the whole experience emphasizes that when something you dreamt of doesn't work out the way you thought, you have to construct a new dream. Nothing else makes sense.
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