Where She Walks, the Leaves Whisper April 30, 2025 “… and whatever walked there, walked alone.” Long before October’s chill, lady and I summoned a witch a witch of the woods. There was no autumn wind, no rustling leaves—just quiet woods, a sharp gaze, and the sense that something ancient had stirred. These photos are glimpses of that spellbound afternoon, where time bent and the world felt briefly haunted. Spellbound in the Shadows Finding That Perfect Apple Revisiting Old Friends […]