The Witching Hour: #Story (Poem)
The Witching Hour by Susan Cooper
There’s a chill in the air. The wind blows gently. The leaves rustle and move. The night is dark and the moon is full. It’s the Witching Hour…
The Witching Hour by Susan Cooper
There’s a chill in the air. The wind blows gently. The leaves rustle and move. The night is dark and the moon is full. It’s the Witching Hour…
Just recently one of my blogger friends at searchingforthehappiness.com posted an article about houses having a vibe or personality. The premise of her post was our choice of homes may predict our future. What I loved about her post was she voiced what many of us feel but do not talk about. It isn’t because […]