Fascinating Folly's

I was really inspired by Madelief's post this week on her summer kitchen. A delightful little place she has made so that she and her family can have lunch when they are out working in the garden. It is so pretty and feminine a little home from home. If you have not had the pleasure of visiting Madelief I urge you to do so, her blog is a delight for the senses. She absolutely loves to garden, have tea parties and visit beautiful places.
I got to thinking how much I love the idea of a little shed or shepherds hut or even a summer seat, somewhere pretty to go and drink tea, or sew or read. I have always preferred the servants quarters of big houses to the grander parts, I love a cottage rather than a mansion. Perhaps it is  a question of feeling unworthy, I don't know? I remember when I read the book about Billy Connelly's life I was very struck by the fact that although he now lives in a very big house, he has a very small room to himself and that is what he prefers.

Perhaps there is something of the little girl or boy in us that wants to "play house". Although I never wanted to play house, it was a shop I wanted. I loved nothing better than to get the tins of beans out and my little cash register and be shopkeeper. Perhaps I should set my shed or summerhouse out like a shop, I think I would like that! I would love to know if any of you have a desire for a little "folly" of your own and what you would do with it. I include some lovely images from tumblr to inspire you.........
I would like to recite a poem to you that is very personal to me, but one which I think if you havn't heard you may enjoy........

                                                 ----WISHES--- by A.C.Child



                        Some may wish for city streets jewels or silken gown;

                        Some may crave unbounded wealth, fame or beauty's crown;

                        Some may long for sunny paths that lure the pleasure bent -

                        But simpler things by far than these would keep my soul content

                        A bit of God's green country, with blue sky overhead;

                        A tiny shack, white curtained; on the sill a posy red;

                        A laughing chubby baby, playing iside on the floor,

                        And a little flower garden, growing near the open door.

                        A table set for supper, fresh fruit and honeycomb

                        Little breezes whispering "your man's a comin' home"

                        Simple things, with love and faith - far from worldly strife;

                        God granting these, before I die, I'd ask no more of life.

Thankyou so much to all of you who left me kind wishes, advice and prayers, it is very much appreciated. You are all so kind. I am feeling much better now, being careful what I eat and drink. I wish you all a very enjoyable and happy Easter.