*middling it in the bright of a taper's top~light, this Cellar Door begins the burning of a cat whisker found somewhere, and whispers a wish to the smoke rising like magicked petals ride night's breath*
Cat's Wand wish and truth be married,
To rooftop hence shall I be carried!
"HUZZAH!" to a wish~ful spell accomplished, as I noggin~nod, "Indeed, yes, that be a witchy me uphighly and belonging to the left, second!" Please to take comecloselies at the Owens' Victorian, above, because this seeing is believing: 'Tis me!,
(From~my~heart's-desired perch, I give gaze~back!)
to oohing and aahing merry~makers below!
Practical Magic's ending does truly make for a wonderful today's beginning! I humbly lo to thee, O Practical Magic! With nary a hestitaion--not even one nearby lurking in rose bushes over Angelov--I proclaim your
ever so enchanting ingredients
spell the perfect receipt!
And when the now is entirely about your potions, notions, brews and lotions, spells and conjures, assorted commingles or commotions, what be your "signature"? Your essential enchanter? Your enhancing integral? Straight~uply: What is your favorite ingredient?
Mine be a thrice~tie:
A bird~size bundleworth
of white bread hiccups
one bite from one slice is for me a never fail, speedy delivery!);
fresh~queased jingles
from two silver bells;
and, most certainly and time after timely (because Quite Possiblies do contantly urge me to admit it is my true druther!),
Found Pussycat's Vibrissae!
(The rose by any other name: cat whiskers),
which behave quite nicely until called upon in
(Plentiful thank~yous go out to Miss J.Lo!)
a phial spent of fragrance, yet linger parfume does on each itty wand. Scented rememberings--heart notes, if you will--in shades of spicey violet, redcurrant and peony, intoxicating each kitty stalk which easily takes its turn coming out of a bottle this way necked. (Once more, I thank you, Miss Lopez!)
What say you, then?
What component
be your caldron's best friend?
. . . . . . .
A LIKE NO OTHER, MOST IMPORTANT POSTSCRIPT: Our "pipes" and this melody next meld flawlessly in a pleasant way together, thanking and congratulating dearest champion Miss Anna, who hails from Frosted Petunias, for making certain this day she gifted us with would be red-lettered! Now on with a joyous warble:
For she's a jolly good fellow, for she's a jolly good fellow
For she's a jolly good fellow (pause), and so say all of us
And so say all of us, and so say all of us
For she's a jolly good fellow, for she's a jolly good fellow
For she's a jolly good fellow (pause), and so say all of us!
UNNCOMMONLY~TREATS~BE~PROMISED SPECIAL, UTTERLY TASTEY, NEVER BETTER POST POSTCRIPT: Milk~top your goblets, sweet dearies!
At your service:
Gemmama's"Have Broom, Will Travel" receipt!