Where the forest meets the sea,

there is a pilgrimage of sorts. Mothers, fathers, grandparents,aunts,uncles, and all the children who love them, all become gatherers of sticks, bark, stones,sea shells, and moss.

All walking down the forest path with their arms loaded.

 
 
All coming to build a metropolis for Fairies.

 
Hundreds of fairy houses are scattered throughout the fairy forest. Each  house a testament to the uniqueness of it's builder.

 
For the master fairy house builder in our family this was nearly paradise. He got started right away.

 
 
As the house began to come together the boy's father asks," How long does it take him to build a fairy house?" The happy mother replies,"Oh a few hours to build several." Out from the fairy forest a voice was heard,"Baba, fairy house building is not a spectator sport. Can you please collect me some bark and some more shells please."

And with that the boy taught his father the art of fairy house building. Many hours passed and all were happy.

Mackworth Island is on Rt 1 just outside of Portland Maine. This is where the forest meets the sea and holds a very large fairy forest. All are welcome to build fairy houses made of natural material. If you didn't believe in fairies before you arrived you will absolutely believe in them by the time you leave.