A full moon.
Roses! and Flowers!
A blue sky with fluffy clouds.
A sunset!
It could be that I have shared all of the above pictures before.
When sipping tea this week with friends we started talking about magic.
A time when words cannot describe the beauty around us.
When it takes our breathe away.
One of the guys in the conversation said that when this happened
it turned to magic, it was a dance without words.
So often I mention Dance here on my blog.
His words made me realize what I was talking about.
When words don't do justice to the beauty surrounding us.
Our heart leaps with JOY.
For some of my regular readers I can almost guess what takes your breathe away,
the magic of it all.
For Jeanie it might be seeing Harry flying over the ditch.
For Lorrie it might be a beautiful sunset from her boat.
For Mary it might be the sight of a wild animal somewhere in the world.
For Sheri it might be the smell of a newborn baby.
For Linda it might be a stroll through a beautiful historical garden.
For Tracy it might be a walk on a rocky beach or a new skein of yarn.
For myself it encompasses nature surrounding me.
What takes your breathe away?
When do you feel the magic?
