When I was little I believed in magic. I believed in guardian angels and I believed in miracles, too. By the time I was 8 or 9 the cynical world I lived in had knocked such enlivening thoughts out of me and for many years my life was quite flat. Not bad, just mundane and I was always vaguely resentful that magic had been explained away. It wasn't until I reached my middle years that I began to challenge those cynical voices from my past, and to cautiously entertain the possibility that magic and miracles were still around just waiting for me to believe in them again.
When I have my camera in my hand it seems the whole Universe endeavors to dance in front of my lens, like the fairies of my childhood, reminding me magic is still in the air. Now I find it easy to believe in magic and see evidence of it everywhere. Below are frozen patterns of ice on the windshield of my car. How magical is that?
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| Frost patterns on my car window |
Linking to
Friday My Town Shoot Out who's theme this week is 'Frozen in Time'. Hop on over and check out the creative takes on this theme.
