I remember it well. Xmas shopping under a bright blue sky up in Niagara County, we could see the haboob in the distance, pounding south Buffalo to the beat of my heart. If I could have, I would have collapsed every roof I'd ever stepped under there (except the jeweler). But I was not a strong enough witch. We bought new strings of lights. Old fashioned large bulb multi, his favorite, to circle my pretty little house. It kept us safe again for a while, "safe for spell".
This holiday season, I have finally embarked on a book of shadows. ... But ... Always listen to your familiar. As soon as I read that article this morning and pulled that thread in my mind, Dball-J threw up all over. So. No work on the book today.
