The Place Where Magic Lives

It’s amazing what tiny things you notice when you are only 35 inches tall.  The Girl found these hidden in our backyard under a much larger plant.  They were entirely invisible from my point of view.

“Look Mama, it’s magic!” she told me.

If only I could manage to stay in that place (literally and figuratively) all day.

“Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.” ~Franz Kafka

4 Responses to “The Place Where Magic Lives”

  1. kangaroo writes:

    beautiful. may the magic continue…

  2. Tammy writes:

    Beautiful observation on your daughter’s part Enjoy all the little moments, even when they aren’t a perfect as this one.

  3. Heather writes:

    I think that is what I love about motherhood so much, the ability to spend as much time as possible watching magic unfold in my children.

  4. MamaBird writes:

    Oooh! Mushroom sightings are a big deal around here too. Selby always squeals, “Look Momma, the Fairies were here!” Magic indeed.

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