Hello Witches.

Yes, this is my resting Witch face.

I’ve propped my broom in the corner, and brewed a stiff cup of potion. It’s April 11, and I am settling in for winter. Again. My conversation with that idiot called Spring fell on deaf ears, apparently.

I’ve even got the wood restacked. The candles are trimmed, and the cauldron is filled to the brim. I’m not flying my broom anytime soon, as the snowstorm and high winds are approaching. I mean let’s be real, my landing technique could use some help, even on calm days.

The forecast is pretty depressing, for sure. We shall see what old man winter actually has to say this week – In the meantime, you’ll find me hunkering down, inking cards in my hut by candlelight.

Prop your brooms, stay warm. Toss in the occasional loud cackle to keep things witchy.

We can do this.

Friz