Halloween – when trees walk and shadows howl

There is something in the air at the end of October – a wisp of wood smoke and the scent of fallen leaves and … something else. It might be snow – not falling yet, but there, in the chill wind that stalks through bare tree branches. It might be ancestral memories that manifest not…

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