I saw this picture on Indexed.
Which made me think of Hermione Grainger.
Who, in turn, made me think of Mary Poppins.
And it made sense that I can't make myself clean out my purses or bags.
Because if I do? I might misplace the magic.
Hoping the next week-and-change is filled with magic for you...ordinary, every-day, Parking Angel, Everlasting Green Light magic. Calm, serene, wintery magic. Crazy people walking back into your life at perfect moments magic. The conjuring magic of families and holidays past. That perfect pair of socks under the tree magic.
The kind of magic that makes you believe that maybe, just maybe, that you are a little bit magic.
With lots of shiny accessories to shop for.
5 hours ago