It snowed this morning. There are blooms and blossoms and pollen and snowflakes. The Old Woman has one last laugh. I've been going throu...

The Hare Notebook I often worry that being witches of a digital age has stifled our written word within ourselves. For myself I can't re...

While things may have been a little quiet in my internet world, I've been a busy bumbling bee around my little thicket. I've been co...

Solar dyeing, Hibiscus flowers on the left, Onion skins on the right. The more effort you put into an item, the better it is at performing w...

A Gypsy ready for travel... I hardly ever use prewritten incantations found in books, I prefer to write my own, sometimes just shooting from...

Here's a small collection of customer orders I've created this past year. I've made a TON of custom spell candles but I didn...

Fresh Yew, the Mountain Dream Tarot, frogs, bees, bird bones, coyote skull, and many other things Today I'm rolling smudge sticks for th...

2010 was a year of growth for me, both personally and spiritually. While I'd been practicing for many years this was the year I took my ...

Snow still coats the grass here. It's cold and the Winter Hag is welcomed. Tracks of rabbit, squirrel, and perhaps fox scour the Thicket...

It's cold. Bitter windy winter cold. The Old Woman is here and she dusted the Earth with a fine covering of snow today, like powdered su...