Category Archive: Witchcaft

Bones, Stones & Fog

Just 12 days out from the longest night and the shortest day, Mid-Winter, Yule approaches. Waves roll in of fog, faerie webs, and dew drops. It’s the weaving time, before the sun is… Continue reading

Morning Mist & Mud

The shadows of the morning mist, beckon me outside. I leave my desk and follow the mornings call. The softness of the rolling, falling mist meets my skin, refreshing, invigorating, I breathe it… Continue reading