Friday, November 5, 2010
Magic Fairy Forest
The grass was tall in the magic Fairy Forest, and Brooklyn and I looked for fairies who might be hiding in the leaves. Along the path, we came upon a huge flat rock that seemed like a place where fairies might dance in the moonlight. Her eyes were like saucers when I asked her if she wanted to dance on the fairy rock. She twirled on her toes, her long blond hair fanning out around her and for one brief minute, this Grammy was in the presence of pure, absolute magic
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