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Twice a year for the past nine years, in spring after the snow melts and in fall before Halloween, I’ve headed to Quincy in the northern Sierra near Mount Lassen, bringing cookies, presents, and love for my fairy goddaughters. The spectacular fall colors are a wonderful bonus. When I pack for Quincy, there are certain essentials: clothes, cookies, presents, and a willingness to play. Twice a year, I make the trip to visit my fairy goddaughters, whom I’ll call Sunshine and Spa

By evening, my Halloween hat had grown tired of sitting on the table. The moon was out, and someone had a broom. I Well, that hat wasn’t going to stay on the table forever. All day, it had been perched on a skull, looking fabulous among Ali’s pumpkins. But as evening arrived, its ribbons began to stir. Its feathers fluttered. Somewhere outside, a broom was waiting. You don’t put that much effort into a hat just to leave it home on Halloween. So off it went, taking a witch alo

A handmade hat, Ali’s fabric pumpkins, and a little bird dressed for the occasion. My Halloween decorations come with happy memories and a few hot glue burns. Looking at my Halloween decorations, I see the people who helped bring them together. My friend Cheri’s hat workshop, my daughter Ali’s creativity, and a few encounters with a hot glue gun have all contributed to this little gathering. That fabulous witch’s hat came with a few burns. Mine. My friend Cheri held a hat wor