This morning, walking early on the beach, moonlight on the water. Between the land and the sea, between the night and the day. And on the beach a log. But then the log began to move and the dogs watched and we stood, amazed. In the moonlight, daylight, dawning, a seal.
Small pieces of magic are always welcome, especialy when it is wild magic.
Gray goose and gander
Waft your wings together
And carry the good king's daughter
Over the one strand river.