...of the childhood, and non-baseball, variety.
"Field of Dreams"
There is a special kind of magic that happens when a field of suns turns into a field of moons. At the same time, a field of weeds morphs into a field of dreams. Pick a moon. Make a wish. Cast the seedlings to the universe. I still do. I've been known to brake for white puffs. After all, dreams begin with dreamers.
Here's where I "link up" today.
Please join me on Sundays for Song-ography.
This week's song title is the Jack Johnson's "Upside Down".