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Ostara in the Pacific Northwest — Welcoming the Spring Equinox
On March 20th, something shifts. Not dramatically — the PNW rarely does anything dramatically. It’s quieter than that. The light starts staying a little longer at the edges of the day. The rain smells different. Somewhere in the wet dark under the firs, things are moving that have been still since October. You might not
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Welcome to That Crafty Witch PNW—Where Magic Lives in the Everyday
There’s a particular kind of morning here in the Pacific Northwest — the kind where fog sits low over the firs, the air smells like rain and pine resin, and the whole world feels like it’s still half-asleep. The kind of morning that makes you understand, in your bones, why the old stories placed gods