We arrived at the Waldorf Winter fair at the school nearby to where we live. A shaft of sunlight illuminated the rainbow writing on the blackboard setting out the day ahead. How pretty!
Mud play in the Waldorf Kindergarten.
The Gnome Garden.
We have been visiting the Winter Fair at our local Waldorf school for a few years now and each time we have taken the children to meet King Winter. This year it was the turn of the Gnome Garden. It was dark, mysterious, beautiful and so very different from the King Winters of the past, which were always so magical, pure and white. Miss K led the way, walking through two draped, dark doors, into the Gnome Garden. Glowing lanterns and candles lit our way as a pupil from the Waldorf school pointed out and whispered to the children where the elves and gnomes were hiding and what winter activities they were doing in their secret world. Little needle-felted gnomes were skating amongst floating tea lights, fishing from an old tin bath tub, chopping wood to store for winter and decorating trees in their tiny candlelit homes. The children listened to every single word as they silently stepped through this magical land of gnomes. On the way out, they were presented with a small, wicker basket full of pretty glass stones. They chose one each, which they both kept in their pockets or clutched in their hands for the rest of the day.