The other day I said to my neighbor, "I wish I were a woodsman so I could build (such and such)." To which she replied, "Yes, but there are no woods here."
|"Seven Fairies fly and play around the final clue today!"|
For Mudi's 7th Birthday we had a Fairy Hunt in our yard, which is basically the front yard to the Hollywood sign and bustling city--everything became the silent woods all around as the magical letter was announced and the first clue read:
"An enchanted doorway both far and near, fairies keep their ashes here. For the girl who's turning seven, lie seven magical stones, sent from Heaven."
|The seven magical fairy stones were hidden in a chimney sweep, an enchanted doorway somehow unnoticed.|
It is delightful to find magic in every day, and it is rightly magical to see the Wood in Hollywood.