Not everything is black and white when it comes to love
Autumn has swooped in like a murder of crows, cawing reminders for their daily share of peanuts or better yet, scraps from last night's dinner. They wait patiently until I step out the front door onto my porch, tossing the tidbits to the front lawn. Then they coo and cluck and caw and wait for… Continue reading She changes everything she touches . . .
Pledge to support "Witch, The Book of Remembrance," by Rowan Morrison. This is a call to action for everyone who knows me as Janine Phillips or Janina Grey. In June of 2024 I faced my demons and took a very long step (and flight across the Pond) to right horrific wrongs that had been committed… Continue reading A call to action!
Part of my collection of my lovely witches. On or around October 1 our house begins the transition from summer to Autumn, from the last vestiges of light into the cloak of darkness that embraces our hemisphere for the next six months. Our regular decor is replaced with witches, skeletons, ghosts, a creepy village, pumpkins,… Continue reading From Halloween to Samhain
