“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


buried treasure

i'd thought this morning to head to the lake, though the sky was nothing but clouds, and the air felt cold at 77 degrees, and there were breezes even cooler through the trees.  go anyway, i told myself, it will warm, it's only the morning time that gives you pause.

and so i did, and the clouds stayed and the breezes also, but the air did indeed grow warmer, and the small girl next to me, digging through a leftover sandcastle, found a tiara buried beneath the tumbled towers. what magic there is when you go anyway.



  1. Stunning photo! That's the kind of day when I would go down to the water ... much nicer than sunny calm days, in my opinion ;-) But anyway, I love what you have written here and how you have written it. "What magic there is when you go anyway." Oh, perfect!

  2. Water is very magic, isn't it?

  3. Another princess leaves the castle and tiara behind; that Prince Charming scene just isn't working anymore. Always wonderful to visit here; there is always magic in the words.

  4. The magic found, when we "go anyway," is like a drop of sweetness... Just for us. :-)

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