tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7068408751309289035.post3682501104369297319..comments2024-03-25T21:54:29.130-07:00Comments on FocusingOnLife: ...Laying a Finger Aside of his Nose, and Giving a Nod...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7068408751309289035.post-14179704922475516502016-12-09T18:30:10.432-08:002016-12-09T18:30:10.432-08:00Oh, definitely! This is the magic time of year! It...Oh, definitely! This is the magic time of year! It's everywhere if you slow down long enough to see it. And bokeh is magic for sure! I'm trying to capture as much of that as I can while the twinkle lights are around. And once again, with my two little granddaughters, I see the magic of Christmas in their eyes and that is the VERY best!terriporterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14333055591899961253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7068408751309289035.post-88837706690268209332016-12-08T10:56:59.335-08:002016-12-08T10:56:59.335-08:00This makes me smile! I do believe in magic and fee...This makes me smile! I do believe in magic and feel it most when looking at my Christmas tree when all other light are turned off. I take off my glasses and squint my eyes a little and the lights sparkle and dance . . . MAGIC!Cathy H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/10779935742253650385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7068408751309289035.post-42161268461950234432016-12-08T05:51:20.482-08:002016-12-08T05:51:20.482-08:00Dotti here - Yes, that FishGirl is a real snow bun...Dotti here - Yes, that FishGirl is a real snow bunny. I think she took the wrong online name. How does SnowGirl sound?<br /><br />Seriously, she does still find magic in snow. I do not. Well, just a little, here today, gone tomorrow. However, bokeh, and sunlight sparkling on the water, rainbows, twinkln stars and super moons - that is magic to me. <br /><br />But the real magic? Love. Dottihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00811399388989716265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7068408751309289035.post-85854714181997215412016-12-08T03:37:01.975-08:002016-12-08T03:37:01.975-08:00The first "real" snow, not the flurries ...The first "real" snow, not the flurries that melt. Yes. I feel identical to the girl who sat in the fourth grade classroom in December many mannnnnyyyyyy moons ago. The lights were on in the daytime (we didn't always have lights on back in those days) and it was grey outside, snow sky. I was working in a notebook (which we called scribblers) and all my favourite smells were around me (crayons, Pink Pearl eraser dust, chalk, that green stuff janitors used to clean the floors, maybe faint bleach smell from my shirt which my Mom would have washed, hung out in COLD weather where it froze on the line, brought it in, thawed it, ironed it...) I am laughing softly to type this all out. And, my point? I looked up and snow was falling, straight down. It was like being inside a snow globe. I remember the silence and my heart beating faster and looking out that window at the magical transformation, how in the blink of an eye my whole world had turned into this magical place with snow falling. That feeling has never left me (just ask Dotti!) and despite my adult worry of people having to drive, I still get the same exact feeling when the snow is falling. There you have it. And, no snow in our forecast yet (not that I check often.... ha. Like, uh, every few hours?)AFishGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05513718005250273753noreply@blogger.com