THE RAVEN (COTTAGE WITCH STYLE)...

I'd like to thank all of you

 for your concerns 

about our well-being and 

the wild fires here 

in Northern California. 

 Although 

there were about seven fires 

burning in 

different locations,

 all at the same time, 

we, in Nevada County,

 were much more fortunate 

than those in 

Santa Rosa and

 the surrounding areas.

  We are so 

thankful

 for that.

The fire 

that was the closest to our home 

(about two miles) 

started with a transformer blowing up

 due to very high winds. 

 It blackened a large portion 

of the field below 

and then demolished 

one house next to the field 

(pictured above).  

The winds then shifted and 

 saved the house next door 

which belonged to our 

next door neighbor's son.  

It then shifted back and

 burned another home close by...

...see the siding 

on the little green house

 where it came so close?

The transformer was 

right across the road 

from our fairgrounds, 

which was one of the 

main evacuation points. 

One loose spark and 

that could have all been taken away.

  The fairgrounds are nestled 

into groves of cedar and pine trees and,

with the heavy winds, 

could have easily been destroyed.

  Many thanks to the 

first responders 

for their hard and conscientious work.

  Now let us slip back in

BeTWeen the MooNlIght and the MaJic.

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THE RAVEN

(COTTAGE WITCH STYLE)

In the very dark of night

Something large and black takes flight

While I lounge upon my bed

I hear a voice within my head

"What is that creature coming near,

Could it be something I should fear?"

I went to the window

Not much I could see

The dark of night was 

As thick as could be

But, yet, I heard this gentle rustling

The thought of wings beside me puzzling.

Into the darkness

I continued to stare

What was I hearing

Was there something there?

Was it only the wind

That has found me here?

 Or just a dream

So loud and so clear?

I opened the door

Moved as if in a trance

There sat the Raven

High up on a branch

He looked down on me

And uttered these words,

"I am not a Raven

I am but a crow"

And quoth the Raven:

 "My sincere apologies to Mr. Edgar Allen Poe."

The Cottage Witch

Week THREE

October, 2017

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