Hello, Weirdlings,
Camping provides a unique blend of relaxation and irritation. The night glitters
with stars, but brings the chill dark. The campfire grants a glowing promise of
warmth and food, along with
My Dearest of Weirdlings,
The Season is upon us. Can you hear the rumbling of the earth beneath your feet?
Can you hear the whispers on the wind?
The spirits are stirring. The
Vampires, Jersey Devils, and Living Coffins
Dear Weirdlings,
The nights are hot. Sometimes I leave the window open — a crack, just a crack.
I close my eyes and try to sleep.
Something rustles,
“It’s a folktale, a myth.”
Unicorns, Killer Puzzles, and Stranger Things
My dearest Weirdlings,
The first day of Fall has arrived. We are officially entering the best time of
the years — cooler days, crisp orange leaves, the arrival
