Cabin in the woods

Diane quietly stepped through the sparse, still-damp grass in the front yard of the rustic cabin her father had built many years ago. She marveled at how the forest and surrounding landscape had not changed that much since she had started coming here so many years ago as a young child. Now, she thought, my … Read more

My Mother is a Real Witch

Growing up in our house, I got used to seeing pentagrams and various strange designs and symbols. Every bed had it’s own “dreamcatcher” made of specially chosen colored yarns and organic herbs hanging from the ceiling. There were always fragrant spices and gnarled roots in the garden that were brewed or boiled to produce homemade … Read more