Fiction

a big metal squirrel sculpture over the feeder and sprinkled Cayenne pepper everywhere!

Just finished reading another Mary Stewart classic, Thornyhold. Her books are mystical, magical poetry. I read the ending of this one cheering with happy tears: "The rambling house called Thornyhold is like something out of a fairy tale. Left to Gilly Ramsey by the cousin whose occasional visits brightened her childhood, the cottage, set deep in a wild wood, has come just in time to save her from a bleak future. With its reputation for magic and its resident black cat, Thornyhold offers Gilly more than just a new home. It offers her a chance to start over..." Oh yes, and witches be here.