I recently noticed that there’s a dearth of practical, everyday advice for seekers of the Land Spirits and The Fae, so I thought I’d fill that gap:
Remove your lawn and plant locally-appropriate flora. Build little houses for the Fae from the uprooted sod. Move into them, and give the Fae your house, because it was probably too big for you anyway.
This week’s A Sense of Place post is what happens when you’re really grumpy and exhausted all day and then go sit in a wet forest full of really, really playful dryads in the dark for an hour.