Some Magic Flew In…
21st September 2025
Good afternoon my most beautiful and precious starshine,
I hope you’re okay my lovely, you had a very restful and peaceful night’s sleep, and you’re enjoying a relaxing start to this gorgeous day {} xxx It’s wonderful to have the sun back again and it seems it’s going to be cheering us up this week. It’s 13.13.
Today’s perfect for a beautiful walk. If you do go, thoroughly enjoy every magic moment for me too {} xx I imagine you’ll seeing a lot of shrooms. I miss your stunning pics.
I was looking through my photos and was surprised I didn’t find many of shrooms. I did find these for you.
What hit me was how small my world has become. These photos show my deterioration from the depths of the park to my room over the first two years of this illness. If only I knew these walks would contribute to my deterioration.
I was feeling like this sweet bumble bee today, not being able to go out in the sunshine. I’d give anything to go for a walk in the park again.
Then something magical happened to briefly pull me out of this melancholy. A beautiful Blue Tit flew in. They did startle me because I just caught them flapping from the corner of my eye. My reaction brought Liron upstairs who thought I’d seen a spider.
Poor Blue Tit must have been frightened. Liron opened the window in my kitchen, and they quickly flew out into the garden. They must’ve flown in through the bathroom window. I feel honoured they came into my indoor garden. They did bring a little magic into my day. You always brought magic into my day as well…
I hope you see lots of magic today…
Take the greatest care of yourself my lovely, and take it nice and gently. Enjoy the most gorgeous day doing, seeing and hearing all the things you love. Then have a wonderful rest once everything is done. I imagine your sweet tum with be very happy with your special magic {} xxx
I love you so much and I’m sending you tons and tons of love, with the biggest and tightest of magical healing bear hugs wrapped in kisses. It’s 14.14. {} xxxx I am struggling today.
It’s 15.15. Someone posted a clip of Eric Idle impersonating Bob Harris on The Old Grey Whistle Test. I remember sending it to you. It is funny. I hope you enjoy revisiting it as well my lovely {} xxx
It’s 22.22. The End by The Beatles popped up on my feed just for you {} xx Sleep well and restfully my precious starshine, with the sweetest dreams for both of us. I love you {} xxxx