From the sea, sister continued her island discovery with her brother. Through the forest they walked,

collecting bits of shells, moss, sticks, bark and stones, it was clear that they were not in any forest.

 As far as the eye could see in every direction, there were fairy houses of all shapes and sizes.  

Knowing the law of a fairy forest, the brother and sister quickly looked for the boundary log and asked permission to " Please, will you let us enter gently? We bring bits of things to build with."

And with that they crossed over the boundary log. Boy began in earnest to build a new structure.

Sister, realizing that a very large wind had recently blown in by viewing all of the fallen trees, decided to repair those houses which had been so badly damaged.

Our morning was spent in this very wonderful place. Mackworth Island is just outside of Portland Maine. It hosts both sea and forest views and a completely magical fairy forest.

Leaving with enchanted memories, the brother and sister said "Farewell to the Forest" and never allowed to say a true goodbye they just said "See Ya" to the fairy folk. 

If you should find your way there, listen closely to the wind and I'm sure you will hear the laughter of the flighted ones known as fairies.