three moose romping; the shadow of a mountain lion; putting on emerald green velvet slippers.

large boulders in the heart of the river; finding the perfect wand; hibernating.

fragrance of white ginger; carousing late into the night; a life-long friend.

the phoenix consumed by fire; the camels approaching the oasis; candleglow and mistletoe.

being lowered into an unexplored cave; imagining the possibilities; whirling at dawn.

opening an old trunk that was left behind on the dock; dahlias and lilies; finding the perfect broomstick.

lamps being lit; a long tramp through the snow; waves folding over pebbles on a small beach.

a store window cascading with fresh fruits and vegetables; meeting at St Martin in-the-Fields; polishing the silver.

city streets in a dream; a momentous occasion; painting the water lilies in the pond.

the yacht strung with colored lights; standing at the base of the pyramid; in the middle of a fairy ring at dusk.

biting into the tangerine; past three o’clock on a cold frosty morning; the tall ships sailing into harbor.

going out at dawn to choose and cut down your Christmas tree on the farm; the sparkle of ornaments in Piazza Navona; hot water bottles.

orange and red bittersweet twining in the woods; burrowing into your den; owls hooting all night long.

fresh pancakes cooked over a campfire; running away to sea; the small box tied with a blue satin ribbon.

the thrill of the rollercoaster; freshly-made croutons; a lion purring on your bed.

uncurling your tentacles and stretching into the sea; being rocked in a hammock on deck; waking up slowly.

your best friend’s birthday; kissing in the branches of the ancient yew; the bracken high as your head.

making a wish at a magic wishing well; seeing the starry night sky for the first time; Winged Victory.

the fragrance of violets; writing the ode; the sweetness of singing in harmony.

letting the tower fall into rubble; relief; soaring into the windy sky with an eagle

jumping in a pile of leaves; a herd of buffalo; the great pumpkin.

falling asleep in the orchard; the scent of narcissus; owning the power – and releasing it.