Walking barefoot in the garden in the early hours of the day. Sometimes in prayers, more often in silence.
Or dreaming. Daydreaming.
Fly to the moon carried by angel's wings. Slide down fairy tale lane wrapped in an Alice in Wonderland quilt. Riding, on a white horse, into the 1002th night. Climb Jacob's ladder. Feet fit for the missing glass shoe.
To enjoy daydreaming company, I visit the blog Mila's Daydreams. (Click on the photo and you are taken to Mila's blog) (Photo by Mila's mother Adele Enersen)
