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15. Music is playing through the night, the veil to the fairy realm lifts and the snow goes drippety drop. Fiddle has arrived.
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16. “With a stroke of the bow, a flick of the wand and the stomp of a dragons paw, winter melts away and summer comes to stay.” And just like magic, every seed and twig blooms within the field, and Alvin gets his forevergreen house.
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17. The dragon beats his wings and flies away into the night, but the fairies are happy to stay for a while.
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Fiddle fiddles on her fiddle.
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18. “Hello, who are you?” Pinky meets Fiddle.
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“My dress almost fits you”, Rose says to Fiddle, “it is just a little short”.
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“Will little Mr Sleepyhead wake up by spring?”
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20. “Sooo, uncle Alvin, you don’t mind if I just move in then.” Alvin almost chokes on his coffee...
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Fiddle is having fun modeling dresses 😊
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“Would you like some tea uncle Alvin?”
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“Sweet dreams Baby Sprout”.
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“Tickle, tickle little Sprout, uncle Alvin came to see you”.
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2/2 A little rest.
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1/2 Nanni and Fiddle are also out exploring now that the snow is gone.
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“There are fairies in the nursery!”
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Signe met a tiny fairy in the garden.
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Lady has made so many friends now 😄
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Fiddle can’t sleep. She keeps thinking about the bees 🐝
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Fiddle
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Mountain climbing is no problem when you have wings 😊
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8. Fiddle got to ride on the stag. Because that’s what fairies do.
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7. The summer past and autumn came. “I have spotted some fresh dragon dung. That means the dragon is back finally.”
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Story time.
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9. Living at the cottage sometimes causes challenging situations; “Are you sure this is necessary Fiddle?” “Yes Uncle Alvin, all that hiking has made you stink!”
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There is nothing like the sound of Fiddles magic fiddle when Baby Sprout fusses.
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The Sun snuck into the cottage and found these little friends hanging out.
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“The view is so great and they have plenty of room, maybe we should stay here for a bit?”
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It is so important to support the artists that shape and color our world. Without them we would all be copies. These dolls represents the bouquet of bjd artists I have in my collection.
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The wee ones can’t help being curious about Emma.
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My magical firefly fae.
