Children believe in magic — so do I, sometimes — and it’s easy to see why. For every homework question that grinds the hard tale of sums or spelling, somewhere there’s a simple miracle to match it. Thunder rolls from dark clouds, frogs fling their tongues through the air to eat. There’s a sun that rises into daylight, and sets into dark. And there are insects that play the game of fairies at dusk, winking away into dreams and secrets. If that’s not magic, then I’m Harry Potter.
This is a picture of purest summer. The moment I found it on Jamelah‘s photo stream my mouth made an O and my mind followed right behind. I’m not sure if it might really have been plucked from my childhood, but instantly I wished it was; I wished it had been. I wished I was a kid in early July, with a jar and a light inside it, sitting on a concrete step in an ocean of grass. – Linus Gelber
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