An Old Witch Lives Here

ENTER if you must... 

but only if you dare.

 

 

I've heard them say

"an old witch lives there".

 

She's only a witch this time of year

the rest of the days 

she's "This Grandmother" dear.

 

When the moon shines bright,

and the wind holds a chill...

a walk through her gardens

will bring such a thrill!

Tread lightly as you walk
so as not to disturb,
There are ghosts you can't see
though their cries may be heard.

 

Kiss this rose for safe passage

then click your heels twice...

Don't mind the little spider

He can be rather nice.

Pumpkin eyes 

and witches brew

Magic in this garden  

lends a mystical hue.

Don't touch the flowers!

That have a blue glow...

They'll cause a nasty itch,

they're poisonous you know.

 

This clematis seed head 

will cast a magic spell...

if you turn into a pumpkin

I'll never tell.

Grasshoppers now simmering
in the old witches stew
made these bewitching holes...
bid these blossoms adieu.

 

Be careful where you step 

you silly old fool

or you may find yourself 

in that black pot too!

This poison petal...

will make your feet dance

and perhaps fill your heart

with totally wicked romance. ♥

Delirious dahlias

lost their silly minds

after bloomin' like crazy

they're a ghastly design.

The shadows of a thousand years
rise up again unseen,
Voices whisper in my trees,
“It will soon be Halloween!” 

Halloween...

it seems to bring out the witch in me.

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Highland, Utah, USA

I'm Feelin' a Little Witchy Today...

(You say that like it's a bad thing.)

Shadows of a thousand years
rise up again unseen,
Voices whisper in my trees,
“It will soon be Halloween!”

The secret of the disguise is in my eyes.

ENTER if you must...

but only if you dare.

I've heard them say
"an old witch lives there".

When the moon is full,
and the wind has a chill...
 a walk in my garden
always brings a thrill!

Tread lightly as you walk
so as not to disturb,
There are ghosts you can't see
though their cries may be heard.

Pumpkin eyes and witches brew

Magic in the garden lends a mystical hue.

 

Kiss this rose
then click your heels twice...
 Don't mind that black spider
He can be rather nice.

Don't touch the flowers!
That have a blue glow...
 They'll cause a nasty itch,
they're poisonous you know.

 

This clematis seed head 

will cast a magic spell...
if you turn into a pumpkin
I'll never tell.

Blooms riddled with bewitching holes 
from grasshoppers now simmering in the Witches stew.
Be careful where you step you old fool

or you may find yourself in that black pot too!

This poison petal...
will make your feet dance
and perhaps fill your heart
with totally wicked romance. ♥

Delirious dahlias 
lost their silly minds
after bloomin' like crazy 
they're a ghastly design.

My tale is now over
for as the story goes,
there's nothing more to say
we're at the end of the rose.

Who knew dead flowers 
could be so enchanting?

Halloween always seems to bring out the witch in me.

How about you?

Enter if you must, but only if you dare!

Shadows of a thousand years
rise up again unseen,
Voices whisper in my trees,
“Today is Halloween!”

Pumpkin eyes and witches brew 

the shimmering glow of fresh fallen dew.

ENTER if you must...

but only if you dare.

I've heard them say
"an old witch lives there".

When the moon is full,
and the wind has a chill...
 a walk in my garden
always brings a thrill!

Tread lightly as you walk
so as not to disturb,
There are ghosts you can't see
though their cries may be heard.

Kiss this rose
then click your heels twice...
 Don't mind that black spider
He can be rather nice.

Don't touch the flowers!
They have a blue glow...
 They'll cause a nasty itch,
they're poisonous you know.

 

This clematis seed head 
will cast a magic spell...
if you become a pumpkin
I'll never tell.

Blooms riddled with bewitching holes 
from grasshoppers now simmering in the Witches stew.
Be careful where you step you old fool

or you may find yourself in that black pot too!

This poison petal...
will make your feet dance
and perhaps fill your heart
with totally wicked romance. ♥

Delirious dahlias 
lost their silly minds
after bloomin' like crazy 
they're a ghastly design.

This tale is now over
for as the story goes,
there's nothing more to say
we're at the end of the rose.


(One should never make a post 
so very late at night
as the mind thinks rather oddly

and can stir up such a fright.)

Happy Haunting!

The Magic Is Gone...

But the Beauty still lingers...

The magic of the Hallowed Eve 

may be gone til another year,

But the beauty of my gardens

will never disappear.

Enjoy some of my Halloween Post pics
without the magic...

The spider is still quite nice.

The hydrangea is delightful!

The Jackmanii Clematis seed-head is still enchanting

especially to that little white spider who is merrily dancing about.

Still quite dead, but still quite beautiful.

A dying rose... still elegant.

And enchanting.

Who knew death could be so beautiful...

and alluring.

And the end of the rose will never lose her beauty.

Be sure to visit my Halloween post 

to view the fun I had with editing. 

I had so much fun.

And for those who were wondering...

I'm back to my old self again.

(The Witch in me only comes out on Halloween.

Well, there are times when...)