Do you remember when you were small how you could see such beauty is something as simple as a cloud? I remember when my girls were younger, they use to love to lay down on the living room floor and pretend we could see all kinds of shapes just looking at the ceiling. They would see polka dot cows and purple bunny’s…it still makes me smile to think about it.
Their older now, but every now and then they still look up at the sky and always seem to see something new and magical.
Prompt 28: Create a ink spot on your page, and see what magic is buried there.