The Swamp Wytch

When you feel depleted of enchantment, walk the wood. It is where magic lives loudly. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982

Hope all goes well! ❤️

November’s early darkness enfolds us. The smell of applewood fires and rot is a constant companion at twilight. We hurry between home and evensong, home and pub. Ghosts crowd the lanes, our folklore becomes filled with tales of cold teeth. Winter begins to growl. - #CLNolan

Fans of Okefenokee Swamp call on Kemp to support permanent land protections after mining scare • Georgia Recorder Okefenokee advocates delivered over 24,000 signatures and children's art to Governor Kemp, urging him to back legislation banning mining on Trail Ridge.

The fight to protect my beloved Okefenokee Swamp continues! If you visit EnvironmentGeorgia.org, you can lend your voice by sending GA's Governor a message.

georgiarecorder.com/2025/10/23/f...

#SwampSunday #Okefenokee #Georgia #Witchtok

Agreed! I hope to visit both some day. To visit the sanctuaries for Pan in Greece would be a major bucket list moment.

Greece was my first thought. Scotland was my second thought!

I swooned! 😍

Black Music Sunday: Songs to get us through daylight saving � Black Music Sunday is a weekly series highlighting all things Black music, with over 285 stories covering performers, genres, history, and more, each featuring its own vibrant soundtrack. I hope ...

#BlackMusicSunday: Songs to get us through daylight saving
What’s your favorite song about time?
(Folks are posting theirs in the comments section of the story)
www.dailykos.com/stories/2025...

I completely understand!

You rock Nat! ❤️‍🔥

And a Blessed Turning to you as well!

Happy Halloween! Samhain Blessings! Blessings of Ancou! May the Ancestors embolden all of us as we move into a new year.
#Ancou #Pellor #WitchSky

Photography David Walter Banks: davidwalterbanks.com/trembling-ea...

Capturing the ‘mystical’ energy of the Okefenokee Swamp Over the past three years, photographer David Walter Banks has spent nearly 70 nights alone in the Okefenokee Swamp. His gorgeous, almost psychedelic images have been published in his new book, “Tremb...

Meant to share this yesterday for #SwampSunday - Wonderful article and INCREDIBLE photography from my beloved Okefenokee Swamp! #OkefenokeeSwamp #Georgia #WitchSky

www.cnn.com/interactive/...

How wonderful!!! 💚

Thanks so much! I love when I encounter them. It's been awhile since the last time.

Sitting outside with my coffee, visiting with my Mother.. listening to the Barred Owls putting on a show! Adore them! 🦉💚
#WitchSky

This is fantastic!

WRITE! THE! BOOK(s)!!!!!!!!

Oh, this looks like one I should see!

I love this so much! You're amazing! 💚

This made me smile this morning!

The Watchers by Kestrel, copyright 1998 Stones of Old Open and Hold The Watchers. Ancestral breath Lichen covered, mossy and moist meddles in my brain. Intoxicating images - Am I sane? Granite flesh gestures, around the circle I must glance. A Brotherhood I stirred, by fate, not chance. The Watchers. Reaching, extending - by leys of light, Sodden magick, whispered at night. Do you see them? Have you heard their call? Abandon your reason, and make love to the land! For the Watchers are waiting, Come and take their hands. Now, the Stones are open, Come and take their hands. The Watchers.

Another oldie of mine. Came out of a powerful experience with standing stones. Fun going back through old writings and such! #WitchSky #Poem

Beautifully said --- and so very true!

Thomas' artwork speaks to me... Bone marrow level! If you don't follow him, you should. 💚

I'll have to look out for that! Wonderful!

That's wonderful news! I missed her by a swamp hair!!! Love your art -- my world is richer because of it!

Has she been claimed? I adore this piece!!!

Same here! They have been beautiful this year!!!!

A witchy poem I wrote a long time ago now: Breathe In The Dirt ©1998 Breathe in the dirt. Taste the spice of Death and Decay. Breathe in the dirt. Bask in the ovum of All Life. Continuance... Continuance... Breathe in the dirt. Sleep the good sleep. Deep dreams of nothingness, No past - No future. Continuance... Continuance... Stretch outward your roots. Lustfully searching for another's touch, Fingers of neurons wanting to explore. Circuits closed and opened, Pulses of golden love exchanged. Breathe in the dirt. Evolve together, clans of light, Healing from the mother's womb. Be here, now, and forever... Continue the Great Work. Continue the Great Work.

Sharing a witchy poem written a long time ago now... 🍄
#WitchSky #Poem