My daughter took this cool picture of a bee today…

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From: Candy…VOTE!!!! Women gave their lives so future generations of women could vote.

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Three pictures of Emmie playing today…we had fun

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s lot of people
lock themselves
in cages
thinking they’re safe
never realizing
that the thing
they should fear most
is inside of


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Today is: National chocolate milk day

Hot Chocolate, Drink, Dairy, Winter

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The Magical Apothecary…48

“I have another question,”  said Joey.  “I’m not a physicist, but won’t it be hard to move all of us to another plane?”

“Easiest thing in the world, grandson,” said the Winter Queen.  “That’s what magic is for.  To make the impossible…possible.”

“But aren’t there laws of physics?”

“A few,” said the Summer Queen, “but we can…bend some of them.”

“So everything will seem the same but we’ll just be living away from humans?”

“Something like that.  Yes,” said his grandmother.

“I don’t get it,” he admitted.

“You don’t have to get it, darling.  We’ll take care of everything, won’t we, sister of mine,” she said, matter of factly.”

“We will,” sighed the Summer Queen.

“You won’t even notice the change,” said Teatree.  All that will be missing are the humans.”

“Shall we go tonight, or in the morning,” asked the Winter Queen.

“Tomorrow at six in the morning,” said Joey.

“DONE,” said the Queens together.  Everyone felt the spell lock into place.

“I have requests,” said Joey.  “Things that are important to me and maybe to some of the others.”

“What are they, nephew?” asked the Sumer Queen.

When he was finished explaining what he wanted, Winter and Summer agreed to stop fighting, at least temporarily.  Violence in Fairy was down, but no one could guarantee how long that would last.  Still, they said they would try and be…more peaceful.”

Joey realized that was the most he could hope for and was as satisfied as he could be, under the circumstances.  When he asked what he had to do, they told him nothing at all, that everything would just be moved to a new plane in the blink of an eye and the humans, would not be able to find them.  He couldn’t, for the life of him, figure out how they could do it, but he believed them.

The meeting broke up and everyone took cookies and left.


Chester and Midnight woke Joey up around three in the morning.

“Trouble,” said the cat.

“What?” he yawned.  “Where?”

“Get up,” huffed Chester.

“Why?” he said, looking at the clock next to his bed.

“You need to come with us,” said the cat,   “It’s time.”

“Time for what?” he asked pulling on his jeans.  “Where are we going?”

Chester and Midnight led Joey into the street.  They walked in silence until Joey saw the armed men amassing in the streets.

“They plan to kill as many magic users as they can,” said Midnight.  “And they don’t want to leave any witnesses.  They planned to take everyone’s magic and kill them, saying that the magic users  were enemies, wanting to destroy the country with all their talk about freedom and healthcare for all, an end to sexism, racism, agism and their demands for fair wages, education and housing for everyone.”

“You’re joking,” said Joey.

“We’re not,” said the cat.  “Calico said she’s been watching them head this way.”

Joey saw them coming toward him and stopped.  “Wow,” he said.  “There are…a lot of them.”

Midnight hissed.

“Stay close to me,” said Joey, walking forward.

A policeman held up his gun.  “He’s one of them,” he shouted.  Then he fired.

The bullet tore through Joey’s shoulder.  Joey looked at Chester and said, “I’ve never been shot before.”

“Does it hurt?” asked the dog.

“It does,” he said.

“Joey,” said Midnight.  “You’re leaking magic.

Joey looked at his shoulder and shielded his eyes from the light that was pouring out of the small bullet hole.

“Wow,” he said.  “That’s kind of cool.”

And suddenly Joey could see the lights and colors inside everyone.  Inside the buildings, inside…everything. He could see the hatred and the barbed wire that was wrapped around the hearts, of those who hated.  He could see the beating of their hearts, urging them on, pushing them toward violence and rage.  He ignored them, knowing he couldn’t stop, or change them, not when they had been taught from birth to hate.  There was nothing he could do to over ride parents, schools, churches, governments, the very culture itself, so he stood there and just continued to look.

Chester and Midnight leaned against him, as the men in front of them looked away from Joey’s light.

Joey saw fear, sadness, envy and greed.  He saw laughter, joy, love and delight as well.  He saw the conflict in those who wore their flack jackets uncomfortably.  Some overjoyed at the thought of killing others, some wondering what they were doing, being sent to kill people who were their neighbors.

Another bullet hit Joey and the light shot out and blinded the people in front of him.

Joey saw the color of worry and the color of wonder.  He felt the colors of the animals around him, of the trees and all living things.  The trees waved and reminded him of Lacy.  The more he looked, the more he understood.  So, he opened himself to everyone and everything and accepted what they showed him.  He didn’t judge them, but he knew that there would never be peace in the world.  That there would never be a bridge that could cross the divide between people.  Not as long as hate was taught by a culture made of greed and the desire for power.

“Joey,” said Chester.  “Look.”

Joey opened his eyes and saw a line of helmeted, flack jacketed, heavily armed men and women staring at him.

“You can’t have our magic,” he said.  “It’s not yours to take.  Some of you had your own magic but it was hidden from you, or stolen, the way you want to steal it from us.  Maybe it’s still in you somewhere, buried deep.  Look for it.”

“Kill him,” someone shouted.  “He’s the enemy.”

“How can I be an enemy?  What did I do?”

“You should go,” said a man in the front line.  “Before it’s too late.  I won’t be able to stop them.”

“I can’t let you hurt the people I love,”  said Joey.  “But thank you.”

Another shot rang out and Joey fell.  Chester and Midnight stood in front of him.

“I’m okay,” he said, staggering to his feet.  “I’m okay.”

The light from Joey was intense.

“HE’S GOING TO SPELL US,” screamed one man, shouldering his gun.  “HIS LIGHT IS MAGIC!”

“No,” said the man in the front line. “His light is innocence.  He doesn’t understand why we would hurt him?”

“He has magic.  He’s enemy,” someone yelled.  “Kill him.”

The men opened fire.  Joey went down.

Chester and Midnight ran at those on front line.




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OMG…read it and be very afraid…

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The real issue…

The real issue in this country is the overwhelming desire of the conservative right to control women’s bodies.  Period.   That’s it.

Here’s the thing.  The religious right does not care about children. They don’t care whether they are fed, educated, have health care, or whether they have shelter.  They CARE about forcing women who have have sex, or are raped, to bring a fetus to term.  They care about CONTROLLING WOMEN and making them less threatening.

Over the past few days I have seen people on TV asked who they were  going to vote for.  These people live in swing states.  Almost every one said, “Well, I don’t really like trump but the democrats believe in abortion, so…”

Now, over 700,000 people have died from a virus.  TRUMP has allowed that number to continue to rise every single day.  He refuses to save the lives of HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF HUMAN BEINGS.  OVER ELEVEN HUNDRED A DAY are dying and that number, according to the experts, will continue to rise.  But STILL, PEOPLE ARE UPSET OVER THE FACT THAT A WOMEN HAS THE FREEDOM TO CHOOSE WHETHER OR NOT TO HAVE CONTROL OVER HER OWN BODY.  They are willing to let thousands of people die, everyday, rather than vote for someone who is pro-choice.

People are TAUGHT to hate women on such a deep level that you can’t even see it’s roots.  It’s systemic.  The fact that people can ignore the horrific number of daily DEATHS AND VOTE FOR the person who is responsible for those deaths, rather than vote for someone who believes in a woman’s right to CHOOSE, is beyond insane.  They would rather have a liar, egomaniac, in charge, than someone who would give them affordable healthcare, and better schools, than allow women, who will have abortions anyway, to have SAFE ABORTIONS.

The major goal of the religious conservative right wing crazies is to overturn Roe vs Wade.  The RIGHT WING WOMEN will continue to have safe abortions, as THEY ALWAYS HAVE, while poor women will once again DIE in self induced, or back alley abortions, which the conservatives feel is their due, for having sex, or being raped in the first place.

It’s not a matter of whether they can stop abortions, they can’t, and they never will.  It’s how many women will die because they can’t get safe ones.  They get off on how many women they can kill.  They really do.  It’s sick, really sick.


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If we don’t have to go out…

I know most of us want to go out and enjoy the final days of summer, but if we are ever going to get control of the virus, even a little, let’s stay home whenever we can.

Eleven hundred people a day are dying.  Over 700,000 have already died and they think that number is low.

You are only 18% safer eating outside at a restaurant, than going in.


I still think the best way to show everyone what’s happening is to put 700,000 bodies on the white house lawn.  The number is too big to understand without a visual.  Seriously, way too big and growing FAST.  The stats for the end of the year are terrible.

The long term effects of having had the virus can be devastating.  The virus can harm every organ, including the brain.  They call the people with problems “long-haulers,” and don’t know if they will ever fully recover.

Pretending, will not save anyone.  So when you can, STAY HOME.  When you go out, WEAR A MASK!

And yes, this is like living in a science fiction movie.  At least it is to me.  I expect Will Smith will come walking down the street with a rifle over his shoulder and his dog by his side, not looking for zombies, but covid spreaders.


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The Magical Apothecary…47

“How can nothing change?” asked Joey, outraged.

Lacy stared at him.  “Nothing ever changes, surely you know that.  Things are just covered up better than before.  Oh sure, crumbs are thrown at the masses to calm them down.  Committees are formed, false promises are made, tiny, completely meaningless things are moved from one place to another, small concessions made, but basically, everything stays the way the people in power want it to stay.  How can you not know that?  It’s called the status quo.”


“Sometimes the the changes actually make things worse,” she added.


“Just keep in mind that power corrupts,” said Diana, “and there are millions of people who love corruption and want to control others.”

“I think we’re getting off track,” said Teatree.  “We need to stop them from sealing the borders to Fairy and stop them from taking our Magic.”

“He’s right,” said Joey.  That should be our number one concern.”

“The people in power are cowards and bullies,” said the Queen.  “They will be shielded and send their expendables to do their dirty work, the way they always do.  They don’t care how many die, to protect their assets and positions.”

“Can you spell the police and the armed forces, so they see things differently?”

“I can use a blanket spell but I’m not positive I can get every single one of them,” laughed the Queen.  “Still, it shouldn’t be a problem, at least not locally.”

“There is one other option,” said Lacy.

“Explain, please,” sighed Joey.

“We can move.”

“Move?” he asked.

“To a different plane.”

“You mean leave this reality?” he asked.

“This reality is just a shadow,” she said.  “We can move, take our magic with us, and let them all kill each other.”

There was silence in the room.

“Well, I’m HERE,” sighed, the Summer Queen, as she walked in.

Everyone turned to look at her.

“Sister,” said the Winter Queen.

The Summer Queen nodded at her.

“Oh, this should be good,” whispered Cormick.

They explained what was going on and the Queen sat down, guarded by four of her court.

“Seriously?” said the Winter Queen.  “You brought guards?  Afraid you’d be mugged on your way here?”

The Summer Queen glared at her. “Only by you,” she said.

“Back to the idea of moving to a different plane,” said Joey.

“I think it’s a good idea,” said the Winter Queen.  “We don’t really have much to do with the humans.  We’ll still be able to steal an occasional baby, if we feel the need.”

“You steal babies?” asked Joey, horrified.

“I’ll explain changelings later, love,” said Diana.

“I really hate to agree with my sister,” sighed the Summer Queen, “but I do.  It’s the fastest and easiest way to avoid war and we can’t stop the destruction from taking place, so why would we risk a single life to stop them from doing what they want to do.  When they’re gone, we can see what’s left of the planet and save what we can.”

Everyone mumbled and Lacy brought out more scones.

“I think it’s brilliant,” she said, putting a new jar of strawberry jelly on the worktable.

Everyone nodded.

“How do we do that?” asked Joey.

“It’s not that hard,” said the Summer Queen, it will be as if the humans are behind a veil but you can tune into them if you want to.  They, however, won’t be able to do that to us.”

“She’s your aunt, you know,” snickered the Winter Queen, who was glared at by her sister.  “You can call her Auntie, if you like,”

“No,  you cannot,” said the Summer Queen, shooting daggers at her smiling sister.”

“You two make me happy that I’m an only child,” said Joey.

They both looked at him and started laughing.

“He’s right, you know,” said his grandmother.

Her sister sighed.  “Probably.”

“Back to the matter at hand,” said Diana.  “If we’re going to do this, we need to do it fast and…”

Everyone who has magic will simply be moved to another state of being.  They won’t notice, not really, but there won’t be any humans, religion,  government, other than us, I mean, and no conservatives.  it will be lovely,” she sighed.  “Like a dream come true.”

The gardens will will be amazing,” said the Summer Queen and we’ll take the animals as well, so they no longer have to be tortured and slaughtered.”

“A wonderful idea, sister.”

“Did you all here that?” said the Summer Queen.  “She said my idea was wonderful.”

Everyone sighed.

“Well, we can’t really be friends,” the Winter Queen said, to her sister.  But at this moment, we can work together for the good of Fairy.”

“Uh, stupid question,” said Joey, but…”

“There are no stupid questions grandson of mine.  What is it?”

“Will there be streets and things like The Apothecary?”

“You won’t even notice the difference.  All that will be missing are the humans.”

“She’s right,” said the Summer Queen.

“You heard her say that I was right, didn’t you?” laughed the Winter Queen.

“You won’t notice the difference very much at all,” said Lacy.

“But there will still be violence,” he said.  “A Fairy killed my mother and one killed Flower, while he was trying to kill me.”

“That’s true,” said Teatree.  “But things have calmed down considerably and you’ve proven yourself well enough to be treated with respect.”

“Proven myself?”

“Joey,” said Lacy.  “I know this is going to be an issue, but we need to concentrate on saving Fairy and our Magic.”

“But what if nothing’s different there either?”

“It will be.  I promise,” she said.

“Summer and Winter are always at war,” he said.  Fairies fight all the time.  Violence is common.  My Grandmother and Aunt,” he said, nodding to both of them, “can kill anyone they like, whenever they want to”


“No,” he said, “this is about protecting magic, that’s all.”

“Yes.  It is,” said Lacy.  “Imagine what it would be like if it was syphoned from us and the government would use it against us.”

“It would be horrible,” said Diana.  “They already have too much power and they abuse it at every turn. ”

“I want to know that we’ll make things better wherever we go from here.  Or can’t you change either?” asked Joey.

No one said anything.

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