|A Pixie Door I made - more here|
[Someone told me recently that when the pixies are about she finds it hard to get her horses out of the stable. She cannot see anything but the horses behave very differently. She also said that there where?boggarts? that got inside the plastic feedbags on windy days and would drag them around, like the wind would, only with more sentience, deliberately moving them just beyond her reach!.
She also reported a mother and daughter who lived in the parish ("who looked a bit fey") who frequently saw pixies. I know which hamlet they live in but I wont say it here, for I haven't asked them permission.
She also talked of several ghosts in the parish, one of whom could be detected by the sent of his pipe, who was a very friendly and amenable sort of fellow. She had a name for him (he may have been the shade of a former resident - not sure) but I have mislaid the paper I wrote it on. The scent was unusual because the whole hose had been redecorated and carpeted, and the pipe smell would move through the building!]