“As Yarrow slept and the moon rose high in the sky, a breeze rustled through stalks of onyx-hued basil and deep gray sage, tall as sunflowers. Starlight fell in slants across petals of black violets. A night-dark strawberry rolled across the ground. A plum-colored tomato fell from its stem. Borage and pansies and nasturtium in varying shades of black and gray turned the darkness into its own kind of rainbow. Beneath the soil lurked something even darker. Generations of pain saturated the earth, fed each stem and fruit and flower. In the soft, thick leaves of sage: loss. In the blackened basil: broken hearts. Tucked inside the husks of charcoal corn: anger and betrayal. Trapped within the bell of burgundy calla lilies: stolen innocence.” PainGardenVegetablesFlowersHerbsMagicalThrivingNighttime Beauty Book:In the Shadow Garden Source: In the Shadow Garden
“We can’t always fix the things other people break. All we can do is find a way to live with the pieces that are left behind.” HealingBrokenWitchesWitchy Book:Witches of Honeysuckle House Source: Witches of Honeysuckle House
“A monarch butterfly landed on the towel, its orange wings awash in the afternoon light. A yellow-and-black tiger swallowtail perched atop her still-damp shoulders. One with blue wings hovered over Kaden.” Magical RealismButterfliesSummer Romance Book:In the Shadow Garden Source: In the Shadow Garden
“She kissed him like that until time fell away and it was only them and the stars and the warm Kentucky night. When she finally pulled away, she found the ground around their quilt covered in butterflies. A startled laugh escaped Kaden's lips. "It's called a kaleidoscope," Irene said, a little breathless. "The swarm.” Magical RealismButterfliesSource Of HappinessSummer Romance Book:In the Shadow Garden Source: In the Shadow Garden
“Stalks of basil to keep the evil eye at bay. A head of broccoli to heal the body. A bunch of cilantro to mend the soul. Three tomatoes for passion in the bedroom. A cucumber to keep that passion from burning a relationship to the ground. The finishing touch--- one piece of fruit from the shadow garden to amplify it all.” Magical RealismFresh ProduceHealing Properties Book:In the Shadow Garden Source: In the Shadow Garden
“A witch’s house is a living, breathing thing. When magic is as much a part of a person as air or water or blood, it refuses to stay in narrow, well-drawn lines. It infuses board and beam. It winks in windows and mirrors. It seeps out with every candle burned and every card turned, until, given enough time, it takes on a life of its own.” HouseMagicWitchesHousesWitchyWitchy Fiction Book:Witches of Honeysuckle House Source: Witches of Honeysuckle House