Circle & Flame

I finally had the chance to see the Southern New England Witch Dancer Troupe perform at Western Mass Pagan Pride Day — and the experience was nothing short of spellbinding. Every element — choreography, costume, props, song choices — wove together into a beautifully witchy tapestry. The beloved Hexenbrut dance was just as captivating as always. They performed the Full Moon Chant by Heather Houston, while dancing with staves bearing crescent moons. Their movements weren’t hurr

There’s something undeniably enchanting about fresh herbs gathered from your own garden — the way their scent clings to your fingertips, the brightness they bring to a dish, the whisper of wildness in every bite. Though I often find myself dreaming more than cooking, this particular recipe has earned a treasured place in my summer ritual. This herb bread recipe is my signature — requested often, remembered fondly, and devoured quickly by those who wander through Mystic Grove.

On the Summer Solstice, Mystic Grove offered a soft breeze, shared stories, and quiet wonder beneath the stars—a reflection on connection, coincidence, and the gentle magic of a garden sanctuary.

The forest was humming with wonder — cool rain dripping from the leaves, and somewhere between the moss and mist, the fairies were whispering their secrets. Beneath that enchanted canopy, my table was set with fairy dust, unicorn horns, tiny scrolls, and shiny trinkets meant to spark a smile or two. Though the rain kept the crowds smaller than in years past, the day was still woven with magic. I delighted in the costumes — little ones toddling through the woods in wings and w