Where does this lead? Is it a secret garden? Maybe somebody's backyard, maybe fairies live here. That's it, fairies. Down beneath the gnarled branches and plants fairy folk live and play. If I was to go in there, find a soft place to sit and just wait I know I'd see them swinging from the greenery and I'd hear their little fairy tinkle laughter. Today would be a great time to go, too. To leave the cares of the world behind and join them in their eternal youth and joy. Would you like to come along with me?