Columbine fairie: Who shall the chosen fairy be For letter C? There's Candytuft, and Cornflower blue, Campanula and Crocus too, Chrysanthemum so bold and fine, And pretty dancing Columbine.  Yes, Columbine! The choice is she; And with her, see, An elf in piper, piping sweet A little tune for those light feet That dance among the leaves and flowers In someone's garden. (Is it ours?)  Poem (and painting this figurine is based off)  by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Columbine fairie: Who shall the chosen fairy be For letter C? There's Candytuft, and Cornflower blue, Campanula and Crocus too, Chrysanthemum so bold and fine, And pretty dancing Columbine. Yes, Columbine! The choice is she; And with her, see, An elf in piper, piping sweet A little tune for those light feet That dance among the leaves and flowers In someone's garden. (Is it ours?) Poem (and painting this figurine is based off) by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Harebell fairie: The Harebell Fairy  O bells, on stems so thin and fine! No human ear Your sound can hear, O lightly chiming bells of mine!  When dim and dewy twilight falls, Then comes the time When harebells chime For fairy feasts and fairy balls.  They tinkle while the fairies play, With dance and song, The whole night long, Till daybreak wakens, cold and grey, And elfin music fades away.   Poem (and painting this figurine is based off)  by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Harebell fairie: The Harebell Fairy O bells, on stems so thin and fine! No human ear Your sound can hear, O lightly chiming bells of mine! When dim and dewy twilight falls, Then comes the time When harebells chime For fairy feasts and fairy balls. They tinkle while the fairies play, With dance and song, The whole night long, Till daybreak wakens, cold and grey, And elfin music fades away. Poem (and painting this figurine is based off) by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Columbine Flower Fairy

Columbine Flower Fairy

Pansy fairie: Pansy and Petunia, Periwinkle, Pink- How to choose the best of them, Leaving out the rest of them, That is hard, I think.  Poppy with its pepper-pots, Polyanthus, Pea- Though I wouldn't slight the rest, Isn't Pansy quite the best, Quite the best for P?  Black and brown and velvety, Purple, yellow, red; Loved by people big and small, All who plant and dig at all In a garden bed.  Poem (and painting this figurine is based off)  by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Pansy fairie: Pansy and Petunia, Periwinkle, Pink- How to choose the best of them, Leaving out the rest of them, That is hard, I think. Poppy with its pepper-pots, Polyanthus, Pea- Though I wouldn't slight the rest, Isn't Pansy quite the best, Quite the best for P? Black and brown and velvety, Purple, yellow, red; Loved by people big and small, All who plant and dig at all In a garden bed. Poem (and painting this figurine is based off) by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Candytuft fairie: Why am I "Candytuft"? That I don't know! Maybe the fairies First called me so; Maybe the children, Just for a joke; (I'm in the gardens Of most little folk).  Look at my clusters! See how they grow: Some pink or purple, Some white as snow; Petals uneven, Big ones and small; Not very tufty  No candy at all!  Poem (and painting this figurine is based off)  by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Candytuft fairie: Why am I "Candytuft"? That I don't know! Maybe the fairies First called me so; Maybe the children, Just for a joke; (I'm in the gardens Of most little folk). Look at my clusters! See how they grow: Some pink or purple, Some white as snow; Petals uneven, Big ones and small; Not very tufty No candy at all! Poem (and painting this figurine is based off) by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Lilac fairie: White May is flowering, Red May beside; Laburnum is showering Gold far and wide; But I sing of Lilac, The dearly-loved Lilac, Lilac, in Maytime A joy and a pride!  I love her so much That I never can tell If she's sweeter to look at, Or sweeter to smell.   Poem (and painting this figurine is based off)  by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Lilac fairie: White May is flowering, Red May beside; Laburnum is showering Gold far and wide; But I sing of Lilac, The dearly-loved Lilac, Lilac, in Maytime A joy and a pride! I love her so much That I never can tell If she's sweeter to look at, Or sweeter to smell. Poem (and painting this figurine is based off) by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Snowdrop fairie: Deep sleeps the Winter Cold, wet, and grey; Surely all the world is dead; Spring is far away. Wait! the world shall waken; It is not dead, for lo, The Fair Maids of February Stand in the snow!  Poem (and painting this figurine is based off)  by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Snowdrop fairie: Deep sleeps the Winter Cold, wet, and grey; Surely all the world is dead; Spring is far away. Wait! the world shall waken; It is not dead, for lo, The Fair Maids of February Stand in the snow! Poem (and painting this figurine is based off) by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Periwinkle fairie: In shady shrubby places, Right early in the year, I lift my flowers' faces   O come and find them here! My stems are thin and straying, With leaves of glossy sheen, The bare brown earth arraying, For they are ever green. No great renown have I. Yet who Does not love Periwinkle's blue?  Poem (and painting this figurine is based off)  by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Periwinkle fairie: In shady shrubby places, Right early in the year, I lift my flowers' faces O come and find them here! My stems are thin and straying, With leaves of glossy sheen, The bare brown earth arraying, For they are ever green. No great renown have I. Yet who Does not love Periwinkle's blue? Poem (and painting this figurine is based off) by Cicely Mark Barker (1895-1973)

Apple blossom Fairie: Up in a tree we see you, blossom babies, All pink and white; We think there must be fairies to protect you From frost and blight, Until, some windy day, in drifts of petals, You take your flight.  You'll fly away! But if we wait with patience, Some day we'll find Here, in your place, Full grown and ripe, the apples, You left behind    A goodly gift indeed, from blossom babies To human-kind!  Poem (and painting this figurine is based off)  by Cicely Mark Barker…

Apple blossom Fairie: Up in a tree we see you, blossom babies, All pink and white; We think there must be fairies to protect you From frost and blight, Until, some windy day, in drifts of petals, You take your flight. You'll fly away! But if we wait with patience, Some day we'll find Here, in your place, Full grown and ripe, the apples, You left behind A goodly gift indeed, from blossom babies To human-kind! Poem (and painting this figurine is based off) by Cicely Mark Barker…

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