My god...it's full off stars..

The view out of the window revealed a dark wonderland. As the light rain, blown by swirling wind, danced around the street lamp, my spine had shivers. I revelled in the delicate vortexes, wondrous transient spirals of glowing orbs. The black, deep and all consuming, of the quiet house showed the beautiful reflective globes on the window, I knelt down and stared at them.

Beauty...wonder....an old blind man that lived near me when I was a child, whom I would sit with and he would tell tales and whisper of the magic of life, showed me that all things are wonderful if you see them right. His favourite thing was rain on the window, a particular window in the house because, he said, "It danced merrily ", that and a very worn piece of purple velvet that he would hold and be silent for a while (to this day I wonder at what this signified...however, the proprieties dictated that I would never have asked).

So out into the cold wet, into the magic.



My cold is stubbornly sticking around....but it will be gone soon (I keep having words with it you know!!!)

:)