There is magic in the world – there is a place and a time where the fairies come out and dance in the liquid gold that spreads across the sky and land like a fine mist. A whole world apart from our own comes into being when the sun rises each morning, when the darkness gives way to light and the dew drops shimmer on the grass. Instead of all being blue and green, brilliant hues of red, orange, yellow, and purple flood the sky and slip filmy covers of gold and scarlet over the leaves. I love that time more than any other. It’s worth the loss of sleep and wet feet to see the world transformed before my eyes.
I believe in magic. Do you?