09 Oct 2017
I would have loved to be the size of your little finger that day. Then I could have seen these mushrooms tower over me like giant windmills. I might have rested under one of them for a wee moment as I gazed up into the sky through the trees dozing in the autumn breeze.
Oh they were magical. Even if I wasn't the size of your little finger, these little gems brought me down to size with their dazzling beauty and their wonder. They left me awestruck and with a sense that the world is a beautiful place to be part of.