Sunday, April 15, 2012
When I was a little girl of about six or seven years of age, I fell in love with some little paper dolls that came out of a Jack and Jill children's magazine. I always loved it when Mom bought Jack and Jill for me. We'd read every story together and do all of the puzzles. One particular issue featured paper dolls of little fairies dressed in clothing made of flowers. My favorite was a sweet little fairy with a dress made out of a violet blossom, with an even tinier violet blossom perched on her head like a hat. I played and played and played with those paper dolls, fascinated by the fairy world I was imagining for them. In fact, I played with them until the paper clothing tabs ripped off and the dolls themselves got bent up and finally had to be tossed. At this time of year, as I walk past front yard after front yard with violets carpets, I think back to my favorite paper dolls and wonder, just wonder if any of those violets in the yards I pass are the wardrobe of some little spring fairies.