First of all, Practical Magic is one of my all time favorite movies. Mostly because I want that house so bad it hurts, and I’m also pretty sure I could be Aunt Franny and rock it (I’m growing my hair – I’m working on it!). It’s one of the movies that I pop in if I’m feeling a little down, and by the end I’m back on top and ready to rule the world (and not a dove in sight was hurt). When we were at the library book sale in May, I ran across a copy of the book for super cheap and had to give it a read. However, for the first time in the history of books vs. movies, the movie wins hands down. I was amazed how different the book was from the movie, and not in a way which I appreciated. The sweet lovable characters from my beloved movie were snarky, rude and self centered in the book…and the beautiful house which I would live and die for has but a mere mention. The horror!
I dream of the garden and the view, the solarium and all of the jars filled with nature’s cure for everything….However, they both had the same great message: “There’s a few things I’ve learned in life: always throw salt over your left shoulder, keep rosemary by your garden gate, plant lavender for good luck, and fall in love whenever you can.”