Lit fireplace next to wooden table with comb, cup, and journal by open window at dusk

The Silver Comb

Greetings, For today's poem we continue on the journey we began last week. If you're travelling with me still, I am truly grateful. If you are joining me for the first time, you are just as welcome, every step along this path has it's own story and it's own magic. As I mentioned before, this … Continue reading The Silver Comb