Ready for Halloween? When all the girls are superheroes and reality is twisted just enough. When the veils are thin between the worlds and the witches are no threat.
I remember hangin' with the coven in Salem one year. I remember the Halloween my parents told me they were getting divorced. But my favorite was on Block Island, visiting the graveyard in the fog and chasing a ghostly white horse through the silent night. That was epic.


Dianne said...

Was that the same horse that Barrett once posted about?

swampgassy said...

Wicked carrot