My dear, dear friend @msgraveyarddirt lost her companion of 15 years—a rook, who if you are a mutual acquaintance, you will know had a big personality. Which means she is leaving a big hole.

Sharing this publicly now with permission for both of our tumblr journals.

I am calling you out for being cool as fuck. Thank you for letting us peek into so much of your practice and art (WHAT YOU DO IS ART). You've always been such a lovely, kind presence on witchblr, and I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate you.

Last one. This was done the first day in a rush upon first hearing the news. 😭

I grabbed a bit of Blaise’s buchty out of the freezer in the desperate need of an outdoor candleholder. Ms. Peckman, wherever you are now, you should be protected against sore throat.

And the corvids started singing . . .

Just as the candle was about to go out the American crow started to call, about a 1/4 or 1/3 of the way through the fish crow took over. We don’t hear fish crows up here very often they are usually more in the valley by the lake and the river.

Enjoying a little Kupala fire with wisteria incense gifted to me by @msgraveyarddirt .

Been dragging a lot of old projects out and reblogging. @msgraveyarddirt knows why I drug these ones out today. 😉