Remembering Magic

 

 

It has been just over a year now since Magic crossed the Rainbow Bridge and every day she has been remembered with love. The autumn leaves were a lovely backdrop to this photo I took several years ago and, throughout the year memories are triggered by something I see in the garden or on a walk with her grandson, Archie.

The hares playing in the fields as they did on the early morning outings with Magic when she couldn’t settle in the house from 4 a.m. that last year. Special sights only seen in the first light after sunrise. 

The lilac, planted in the garden as one of the memorial plants for Magic last year, flowered for the first time in April, Magic’s birth month. It was a beautiful gift from a friend who knew Magic well, as was the lovely rose from another friend and which flowered soon after.   

Around the memorial garden camomile flowers have spread with their sweet scent. Camomile always reminds me of Magic as she would jump into the mounds of them in the verges bordering the farm fields near our home and breathe in their scent. 

And of course the bluebells in the woods where Magic had her birthday walk with Aoife each year.

Magic’s presence is always here in every season.

🌈❤️🐾🐾❤️🌈