Postcard from Buffalo

Oh Luv, how I wish you were here.

Behold the best secret of them all and once you believe it—really believe it—your world will change forever.

Magic swirls all around us.

Don’t believe me, Luv? Okay then, we’ll start right here in Buffalo, where noble lions stand guard, but are ready to take flight at any moment.

Need more proof?

Planet Saturn lives here and the people in Buffalo dance in the sky.

And the ceilings (oh Luv, the ceilings!) and the woodwork and crown molding and newel posts and the fine tall windows …

I cannot stop sighing.

Q. Does Buffalo have buffaloes?

A. There are buffaloes all over Buffalo. Old buffaloes and new buffaloes; painted buffaloes and carved buffaloes.

I LOVE EVERY ONE OF THE BIG CURLY-HAIRED LUGS.

There are flowers and coffee and windmills …

You can step beneath a rainbow here, while a dreamy good witch watches over you.

Or if you’d rather live on the edge, you can cower under the hand of doom … or kiss a shark!

And there was so much more, Luv, so so much more.

We braved the world’s most ferocious waters and explored a beautiful castle with a long and complicated history.

Mostly my Splendid King and I just walked and walked and walked and thought of all the people who bustled up and down these streets 150 years ago as well as the ones who’ve yet to navigate them.

I'm not sure what I expected from this funky old town, but I found what I was looking for just the same. The streets of Buffalo reinforced what I’ve known all along: When you wish upon a star, the magic is in the wish.

Love, Erin