on magic.

hello there, it feels like ages again.

i'm trying to change that, promise.

for today though, let's talk magic.

 right this second, 

i can smell the smoke of a crackling fire

the woody scent of trees long lived

the warm aroma of a proper wood stove. 

and by all accounts,

i think that's magic.

i can see too 

that fall has snuggled right in.

the long days of sun, 

now often short days of grey.

the leaves still green
but fluttering a little.

the apples shiny and red
and all but ready for pie.

the dahlias withering in places

giving in, to the season upon us.

the grass wetter now,

puddles frequent again.
nights chilly
and mornings crisper than before.

and you know, i think
there's magic in all of that too.






in fact the more i think about it
the more i think that
magic is nestled in the everyday.

squished between waking happy 
and morning coffee.

stuck in the afternoon, 
just after lunch.
and sitting there, just before dinner.
resting in the light before it gets dark.

and you know,

while i think lots of times you have to wait,
wait on the good things,
maybe even wait on the big-things-kinda-magic.

i think in other ways 
that everyday magic is always just there. 
always waiting to be seen.

hovering like a white winged gull

tottering there like the season ahead

tiptoeing in when you very least expect it might.

and for all of that i'm happy.

yesterday when i looked out over the ocean

i realized it's in all kinds of places

and it's all kinds of beautiful.







i realized that, in fact
magic is just beautiful and happy stirred together. 
and that's pretty great.

hope things are swell on your side.
i'll be back again soon.
xox, n.

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black boots.

grey boots.

i like the colour of this watch.

this necklace is pretty.

a flower print.

white shoes.

florida like this looks nice.

open windows and green trees.

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