August 17th is officially National Black Cat appreciation day, and I feel a needed day of celebration indeed. For black cats were not always celebrated, in it's stead thought to be the imps of the devil... Read more
August 17th is officially National Black Cat appreciation day, and I feel a needed day of celebration indeed. For black cats were not always celebrated, in it's stead thought to be the imps of the devil... Read more
The Wheel of the Year turns... and Lughnasadh is here. This be a Celtic harvest sabbath for the first crops of the year. My Celtic roots and lifestyle of working towards self-sufficiency, organic gardening by the moon, and foraging the woods for wild food and medicinals put me at the heart of this splendid summer celebration. Read more
I am weird, highly influenced by the moon, dark, haunted, emotional and unique, quite magickal indeed... for I am a witch, and I no longer hide. Read more
Spring has arrived, but in my woods it differs quite a bit from the normal springtime fare. Here tis not what is seen above ground that is of import... but in its stead below. Read more
Summer solstice or Midsummer, the longest day of the year. The mighty Oak King rules the wood by day, the Holly King resides by night, and within a summer sunset, the descent into darkness begins again... Read more
Witchcraft is in my blood. It’s what I live and breathe. I would not change that for anything, but everything has its price… Read more
Although I am still thigh-high in snow in my neck of the woods many of you are already beginning to see the enchanting signs of spring, and with that, the poisons of spring begin to grow... Read more
Through the years I have seen and heard things in these woods that I could never explain, the dark season and the Wild Hunt are by far when I've seen the most. Winter here is stunningly beautiful, snow-covered woods, snowbanks sparkling like crystals, and icicles that never end... Read more
The Autumn Equinox has arrived in the woods, and I awoke to a different realm.The sky is both sunny and then clouded, the house has a real chill in the air, and the woods are golden brown and filled with fruiting fungi. Read more
As I sit at the table sipping my morning brew I'm gazing out the window to the wood and my garden of belladonna with a full sized skeleton placed within her bed.The belladonna grows out and around the skeleton's body, and I am reminded of the moonlit nights and euphoric dancing with those pitch black berries shinning oh so bright in the moon's glow... Read more
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