Dancing with the magical bubbles

I love blowing bubbles very much since I was small. 

I remembered Mom always get me a bottle of "Magic Water" whenever we went to park or beach or some countryside. By the time I really believe there was some "magic" added to the "water", before I actually find out the "formula" was no magic at all (water + washing powder + soda powder).

Well, maybe the "water" was not that magical, but the bubbles were, and they still are.
I enjoy the fun when blowing out the bubbles, watching them floating in the air up and down. I always try to chase them and catch them and then watching them vanish in the air. I can see the rainbow-like color of the bubbles, as the sun shining on them. That makes me happy.

Yes, there is so much fun watching the bubbles. And I will make wishes. I can imagine that every bubble carrying a tiny little wish of mine, floating high up in the sky. 

May all my little wishes come true, my little magical bubbles.

~Eve