Statues in the Garden

The statues of Peter Pan and Wendy fascinated me. They were partially hidden by the undergrowth and a flowering tree branch extended over them. Every now and again a blossom detached and drifted down between them. As I watched the fallen blossoms became fairies who danced on the breeze touching Wendy’s hair as they drifted past. The wind changed direction slightly and the next batch of fairies played around Peter’s hat before falling into the space between Peter and Wendy

Peter was sitting with his eyes focused on the bird bath between them. Wendy had her arms linked behind her as she bent towards the bird bath.

A beautiful yellow bird fluttered down and sat on Peter’s cap, another one sat on Wendy’s hair. The two birds set up a conversation – each twittering in turn. They then companionably flew down to the birdbath and splattered in the water. Their joy was palpable