Trying to make up for the garden debacle, The Great Wizard Spooner thought he might bless her cottage with a Wooded Guardian. He chanted the spell near a particularly promising young elm tree near her bedroom window and crept softly away.
Imagine Aunt Flora's surprise when she heard a surprised, "Oh, my word! I say, what a charming rustic retreat." Looking out the window, she beheld a tall, slender gentleman in correct morning apparel: neat moustache, spats, cutaway coat, waistcoat with pocket watch, top hat, gloves, and walking stick. Seeing her, he doffed his hat and murmured, "At your service, my lady."
Aunt Flora was delighted with her Good Edwardian.