Monthly Archives: July 2019

The Festival

In a field somewhere, full of stars, enchantment you could almost hug, cupped in hands, with sparkle and dust, you can carry it off in your pocket. It’s magic, so catch some you must. Catch a glimpse of follies too … Continue reading

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