Enchanted Summer

We seem to have a new tenant in the garden. Though we haven't met our guest yet, the neighborhood children are eager, leaving seashells filled with berries and nuts wrapped in leaves as little 'welcome' gifts. To date there has been no 'thank you' note from our visitor, just empty leaves and shells at the doorstep.

We recently noticed a small stack of firewood to the right of the door and just a few inches from that, a large patch of toadstools has emerged. Oddly enough, an outcropping of clover nearby has produced six four-leaf-clovers and one five-leaf-clover since the mysterious tenant took up residence in our hackberry tree. The patch of clover has been cordoned off so that I don't accidentally graze it with the mower. Our son has also been making sure that Jack the Cat is in the house at dusk every night since the resident is seemingly nocturnal and no larger than 8" tall.

Children pass by daily sometimes meeting to devise clever plans of capture. One such plan involved slathering the door and knob with pine sap. Another involved creating a snare trap and leaving a piece of pie in its center.

One thing is for certain. This little door is magical.