Magic is realizing my new place is so close to the beach.
Magic is getting in my first beach run.
Magic is toasting the new home with a beer.
Magic is walking down the street for coffee.
Magic is the ocean in the morning.
Magic is laughing about a bathroom full of mirrors.
Magic is getting organized.
Magic is having my parents in town for 48 hours to help unpack, clean, paint, decorate and act as electricians.
Magic is getting even more organized.
Magic is a second run in my new town.
Magic is finding a happy note on the floor in the midst of all the chaos.
Magic is really seriously being organized.
Magic is still (and always will be) how lucky we are to live on the beach.
Magic is Christmas decorations sneaking out of boxes to join the party.
Magic is finding a super close farmer’s market and picking up a succulent.
Magic is starting a beach rock collection.
I am settling in faster than you can say, “Open that box!” Watch for more sneak peeks (from an actual camera - not a phone) this afternoon. It’s going to be pretty photo heavy the next few days. But text, so much text, is coming.