Life Is Starting The Day With Flowers
Flowers Are My Friends
I love to see them in the morning
If you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it’s your world for a moment.
Georgia O’Keeffe
Fragrant Freesia Lighthearted Lantana Opalescent Orchid Welcoming Wisteria Energizing Echinacea Radiant Rose Splendid Solidago
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive, to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love. Marcus Aurelius
Granny Weaver said, “Iline, next spring we must plant a tussie-mussie for Susannah’s protection. It will counter the willow tree, which will harbor ill will towards her. This winter we will select the plants, and the names will have great importance. La Catrina insists that the Black Knight Butterfly Bush anchor the corner nearest the spring.”
In the face of poisoned rage
The Black Knight will refuse to yield.
“I know you don’t like to acknowledge such things, but she and my other garden helpers will help for Susannah’s sake. You must prepare yourself. The magic will only grow stronger now that Susannah has come to live in the Stewart House.”
Who’s Who
Susannah Stewart: young prodigy, self-styled “chosen one”, an orphan being raised by her grandparents in the small town of Haven, Tennessee, an unlikely nexus where the magical and the mundane intermingle.
Grandmother Iline: Susannah’s grandmother who along with her husband, Raleigh Stewart, took in Susannah when her parents died in a car accident when she was a baby. She lives in the Stewart House, surrounded by magic, power, and a long dark history, but prefers to concentrate on the practical side of life.
Granny Weaver: a powerful witchy woman who has lived in Haven for untold years. Her magic is great and her connections are many, though she seemingly lives a simple life in her small cottage.
Read more about Susannah Stewart, Grandmother Iline, and Granny Weaver in my personal publication, Appalachian Tales and Trails.
