Real estate prices didn’t quite live up to expectation.
The maid can’t iron my linen blouse properly.
I haven’t had a date in two years.
My art classes didn’t work out well.
I bought more silver jewelry than I can afford.
I have no new tablecloths left to wear and I don’t do rugs.
She has decided to end it all by tying a plastic bag around her head.
Or she got tired of sitting the beauty parlour while the hair color was setting and went to sit in the Jardin for a spell.
Maybe the Magic isn’t gone after all.
*pictures from Catharine Payette, Canada (that country north of the USA)