I’ve been sitting at the computer all day catching up on processing photos from the weekend before last. The windows are open in the house, and I love the chill in the breeze. One would expect visions of pumpkins dancing in my head, but to me there’s a different kind of magic in the air.
Here’s to Friday the 13th, may it be filled with all sorts of strange and wild happenings. And may your hands always be filled with glitter. And I hope you get to dance like those ladies up top.
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