everything can be magical if you let it be. i remember the first time seeing red-winged blackbirds i was justβ¦enthralled. i watched them for maybe an hour. i thought they made the sweetest noises and were just so pretty. and i found out later on that people consider them nuisances and pests. theyβre literally common all over the united states but because they werenβt familiar to me they werenβt a burden or an annoyance but something beautiful. if we donβt let other people tell us how to feel about things, maybe we can just like things for what they are















