Flame Sumac tea saw an angel rushing towards

saw an angel rushing towards her

A steampunk speakeasy for the living and the non-living alike

This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation

Commanding in another world

And I worked faster

Flame Sumac tea saw an angel rushing towardsCLICK HERE TO ZOOM IN ON DETAIL (2012) An homage to autumn, the season that makes me reflect the most. I love every single thing about this time of year in the Midwest. There's a little wistfulness in fall as the leaves die and the inevitability of winter's frozen torpor looms. I think this season tends to make people live a little bolder, a little harder, and with a little more gusto in anticipation of this "seasonal death". Inspired, too, by both