We knew each other back in those unspeakable days of Salem (or maybe it was Warren?). Anyway, I knew her then and I ran into her again, only her clothing was far sexier than in the old days - a lot more red than black. She is still casting spells but with a bit more irony, humor, and sadness and a whole lot more paper, ink and truth. This time, her cauldron is filled with the power of words.
Children gather at her hem hungry for the words to express the emotions she stirs up within them. And she graciously gifts them. She is truly magical . . . a gift to the planet.
Check her out at Michelle's Spell