When I first saw this sign, I wondered if the person who posted it meant no hunting for corn, or no hunting deer who corn, or if he was a fellow seeker and wanted no one to be hunting unicorns in his cornfield. Everyone knows how unicorns love to eat corn.
I just risked many mosquitos tonight to take 90 photos just like this one. I kept “clicking”, hoping. But the tricky little fire flies/lightning bugs are so camera-shy-fairy-like that they never showed on film. But there were dozens out there. Seriously!
And every night when they return, they remind me of fairies, even though I have no photographic proof of them. I see them. I believe.
“There’s unicorns all over everywhere, even Woodmont. You know that, I know that, maybe nobody else does. You look for them, you listen for the music, you listen for Shei’rah. It’s somewhere, you’ll find it, if you want to find it enough. You got time.”
This pandemic has kept me close to home. Yet if you look, there is magic all around. Do you not agree that these look like fairy shadows? Good. I do, too.
Keep the belief going, and pray for an end to this pandemic so we can get out and search for unicorns once again. I imagine the lovely horned creatures are simply enjoying not having to avoid humans as much during this time.