Unlike many of us in the workaday world, these three lovely enchanted beings haven’t forgotten the importance of the quiet reflection and gentle conversation that comes with taking tea. At a quarter of three, with hair let down, stately gowns and mother-of-pearl cups in hand, they remind us all that there’s nothing quite like a spot of tea for setting the world to rights.

Behold! ‘Tis but a fair wood sprite perched upon a mossy branch in the misty gloaming of a midsummer’s eve! From her periwinkle crown to her sweeping purple satin hem to the iridescent span of her swallow-tailed wings, she’s scarce bigger than a lightening bug. But lest she fool you by her tiny size, remember well her magical powers. Save the stitching of her enchanted glowing wand for last, then watch as she casts her mystical spell over all who pass close by.