Most folks call me Juniper, my friends call me Juni.
I am closing in on thirty but eternally youthful.
I have been a farmer and a city girl, a homesteader and a gypsy.
I have worked in animal rescue and occult shops, art galleries, liquor stores and bead shops.
I hunt in thrift store jungles and gather in the wildwoods.
I practice in groves and ditches, hedgerows and sea shores, basements and vacant lots.
I am not an Elder, nor guru.
I am just a messy little Hedgewitch who speaks her mind.
This is my journal.
It will have funny bits, rants, ramblings, ideas, poetry and more ...
Take it as you please.
I suggest reading with your tongue firmly in cheek.
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Ain’t riding grand–in a real Pagan sort of way?
For a while, I figured that I was the only mountain biking Pagan in the whole world! [I ride a Jamis Eureka & a Giant NRS 1.]
Happy trails!
How marvelous!