Confessions of a Garden Gnome Fort & Manlé 2016

I don't believe this earnest little gnome's secret to be particularly incendiary but it does present some specific imagery. Shirking garden tasks to sneak into a woodland affair he's heard rumors about, and, expecting an opulent ball, he washes behind his loamy soil-caked ears and spritzes on his little limbs a soft herbal cologne with notes of violet leaf and strange citrus. What he finds upon arrival is a fairy ring rave; intoxicated pixies and sprites flirting and frolicking across pepper moss, under disco balls reflecting the birch and cedar trees... and the guilty face of the gnome who doesn't know how to dance.