My next sighting was at Warnford, a tiny hamlet next to West Meon. There was a small horse-chestnut tree growing on the road-side, and while I was looking up, admiring the flowers, I noticed a little fairy balancing on one of them. My thought ‘Oh, fancy a fairy in a tree’ was answered with ‘I am a tree-fairy;’ and then when I showed surprise she added ‘Only the ones with flowers on.’ She seemed more solid than the other fairies I had seen, and was quite bold in comparison. I think the method of communication was mental. Marjorie Johnson, Seeing Fairies