Not everyone has an urban legend in their family. But my family does. The first time I heard about it was when I was a brownie, in about 2nd grade. I came home and excitedly told my parents at supper, all about the witch of Hell Hollow. How people have vandalized her grave, and then… Continue reading An urban legend within our family
The holidays remind me of my Mom, and that time stands still for no one.
an heirloom reminds me of family long gone
Its not always about the money, but about the home.
Grieving and healing
Grateful for those that trust me with their visions.....
Soon my year of firsts will be ending. I find that I have learned a lot in this past year. I have learned that I have to let things go. You find that when someone you love passes, you analyze things. You think about how you treated them, your relationship, and did you give… Continue reading The end of the year of firsts
organizing a new hutch brings back memories of loved ones
accidentally staying at a haunted hotel
Loosely drawing is easier for me
Art and Musings by Marnie 