The Witch Minnie Brogan

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Indian summer began like any other when I turned fifteen years old growing up in the small colonial era farming community of Granby, Connecticut. The last fields of the summer harvest had already been shorn of their corn, alfalfa, hay, and tobacco. The wet smell of fresh cut hay filled the air as well as the mingling aroma of tobacco fields that now lay bare of their crops. The large tobacco leafs would hang neatly from wooden poles to dry underneath white-sheeted tents.

The smell of tobacco, sweet and pungent, hung in the air. It was a grown-up smell, a smell of intimacy and secret goings-on. My cousin Garrett and I would sometimes sneak up behind the white-sheeted tents and listen. Giggles, laugher, and strange noises were not unfamiliar sounds to our ears as we listened. More than tobacco leafs nestled under the white-sheeted tents.

Not far from the tobacco field was an ancient apple orchard that looked like something out of a wicked fairy tale. Walking through its darkly gnarled wood was a rite-of-passage experience for anyone under the age of twelve.

To this day memories of Canton road, where I grew up, float across my senses.  I envision its tar paved darkness as it crosses over Salmon Brook, cuts through McLean’s game preserve, wanders by weird old Stewart Duncan’s farm, and the said-to-be-haunted Sperry colonial homestead. Canton Road weaves it way over-laying the swell of land occupied for ten thousand years by the indigenous people like the Massaco Indians who were a part of the Algonquian tribes. Evidence of their inhabitation is still visible by those who know what to look for.

Spirit Pond is one of those places. There are sightings by the locals of ghost warriors that still drink the dark cold waters of Spirit Pond and are not as rare as one would like to believe. Spirit Pond is a large spring fed body of water surrounded by tall reeds and weeping willows. Its dark cold water and deep recesses still hold untold secrets as well as the body of Minnie Brogan.

My rather strange cousin Garrett was drawn to the story of Minnie Brogan and I followed suit. Beautiful Young Minnie Brogan who lived in early colonial times near the old settlement of Salmon Brook, adjacent to Spirit Pond, was said to have met with a ghastly end. It is a haunting legend of sorts and the story appears in the town’s tourist pamphlets as a way of advertising its colonial history to visitors.

It was said that young Minnie Brogan lived a solitary existence in her meager dwelling on the edge of Spirit Pond and tended a few chickens and a vegetable garden. She also grew medicinal herbs. In colonial times, a female living alone who also concocted remedies was sure to raise suspicions of witchcraft.

Yet, Garrett and I doubted this explanation and we would often sit by the edge of Spirit Pond trying to envision that long ago crime when Minnie Brogan was dragged from her thatched hut, bound by her hands and feet, and thrown into the spring fed pond. We wondered how scared she must have been as she slowly sank into Spirit Pond’s cold dark waters.

I personally believe there was more to it than just medicinal herbs. Minnie was young, alone, and was said to be hauntingly beautiful. She was accused of conjugating with evil forces. As a six grader, I had no idea someone could actually be murdered for not knowing how to conjugate a verb (although there were times I was sure by teacher at thought of it).

So, it was in winter when Spirit Pond was frozen-over that Garrett and I would go ice skating and just as often we would look to see if Minnie Brogan’s ghostly apparition would rise up from the ice. Although we never actually saw her ghostly-self rise from the pond, we imagined what she would look like if she did.

I wonder about Minnie Brogan’s secret hopes and dreams that vanished into the dark cold waters of Spirit Pond one nefarious moonless night long ago. Sometimes I even imagine I can feel her presence as I dip by fingers into the waters of Spirit Pond. It is though the earth remembers her and still holds her secret longings. I, too, will always remember Minnie Brogan.

by K D Dowdall

Copyright 2014

Book Review Monday! Clean Sweep by Ilona Andrews

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Uniquely Magical, Alien, and Danger-at-Every-Turn Mystery Thriller! Great Story!

This magical, alien driven, strong female heroine story, first captured my attention by its interesting cover and title. This story takes place in a normal appearing small town in the present day, with chapter one opening with, “Brutus is dead”. Well, I had to find out what happened to Brutus and from that moment, I was hooked and couldn’t stop reading. Our intriguing Heroine, Dina, keeps us guessing about who, what, where, and when, as she struggles to resolve the mysteries surrounding her – while managing to stay alive. This fascinating story takes you by surprise with exciting and scary alien adventures from the very first page with unique mysteries, good writing and complex characters that will make your head spin. The ending left some unresolved issues, however, they are carried over to book 2. Anyone looking for a good mystery involving human and alien magical interactions, this is it.

THE GIRL IN BLACK by Kathy Lauren Miller – A REVIEW

“The Girl in Black” by Kathy Lauren Miller is a hauntingly taut murder mystery as well as an awesome page-turner! The mystery begins with high school senior, Kate Mckenna who happens to live in an old Victorian manor that is also the Mckenna Memorial Funeral Home. Her father, Dr. Brendan Mckenna, happens to be the county’s Chief Medical Examiner. Shy Kate, whose social life as always been nearly non-existent until she is thrust into the limelight when the promiscuous prom queen, Ashley is found tortured and murdered.

Accusations run rampant in Kate’s High School concerning several male students that were involved with Ashley. To make matters worse, Ashley’s remains now reside at the funeral home where Kate lives. Kate and her best friend Cooper, a computer nerd, and Kate’s unattainable heartthrob, handsome Shane, all become involved in Ashley’s murder. Suddenly, Kate finds herself in the cross hairs of the sadistic killer and the vengeful ghost of Ashley, the murdered prom queen. What happens next is beyond Kate’s worse nightmare. The Girl in Black is a fascinating and terrifying murder mystery that will keep you guessing until the end. I highly recommend this book. (less)

Reblogged in Celebration of Samhain on All Hallows Eve, “The Witch of His Dreams”

Samhain is a Celebration for  All Hallows Eve, or “summer’s end”  and tells us that winter will soon be upon us. For Wiccans, this is the beginning of a new year and time to reflect on the old year and look forward to a new year.  From ancient times,  it is the end of Harvest Time and time to rejoice in life and survival. Samhain is a time of festivals heralding the colors of black and orange, obsidian, onyx, apples, catnip, corn, pears, squash, and wormwood.  All Hallows Eve or Halloween (as we know it) is also referred to in different cultures as Blood Feast, Celtic New Year, Day of the Dead, Last Harvest, and Winter’s Eve. 

Beautiful Witch 4She comes to him at midnight,

The Witch of his dreams,

Her eyes, a forest green,

Her hair, dark and long,

Her voice, a sweet magic,

He could not help but watch her,

Dance among the daisies,

Beneath a waxing moon,

She whirls and cast her spells,

A haunting chant she sings,

And soars into his soul,

On gossamer wings,

She whispers things he wants to hear,

Of secret longings in his ear,

She enchants him with delights,

And leaves him breathless with her kisses,

Craving her embraces,

She tells him of her love,

And casts her spell upon him,

To love him, evermore,

His heart she steals, forever,

The Witch of His Dreams

 

 

 

A Witch Has Been a Walking

20110908235103_x5zuv-thumb-600_0A Witch has been a walking in the fields in front of me,

Three Crows on a bough, and seven shadows in a row,

Cast by seven Poplar trees. In a little pool of water iced,

I hear the sounds of fairy bells. A Witch and Witches, one

And nine, flowers floating like singing birds, and precious,

Jewels, a hanging from the trees. But, when I spoke, like

A dream which vanishes in the light, so vanished were,

They, one and all.     De La Mare’s Songs of Childhood, 1902

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InHabited to be published March of 2017! A very Witchy Tale!

Response to Evil — charles french words reading and writing

A Review of the soon to be published, MALEDICUS!

MALEDICUS is a soon to be published new novel, written by Charles F. French.  It is a  horror story that will scare the pants off of you. You will decide to never, repeat, never, buy a small Roman stone figure out of sheer terror! I cannot wait until this literary horror story is in print. As one of several Beta readers for this manuscript, I was amazed to find that this story was not at all what I thought it would be. Not only will it scare you to death, but it is abundant in tantalizing details, unforgettable characters, and rich in delicate undertones that sparkle with literary nuances that will not only touch your heart and mind, but take your breath away. A page turner, to say the least, and you won’t be able to put the novel down until that very last page. A completely riveting story with suspense, mystery, horror, bravery, and a beautiful love story. The author, Charles F. French is a magician or must be, because his story is spellbinding!  I highly recommend Maledicus!

K. D. Dowdall

***Originally posted on charles french words reading and writing: Copyright @ 2016 by Charles F. French Edmund Burke said, “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.” This issue is one of the central themes of my horror novel Maledicus: Investigative Paranormal Society Book I and is also…

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Review: Touched – The Caress of Fate

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A strange take on a teenage love story, but I liked it anyway. Instead of graphic sex there are earnest and heartfelt feelings, pages of feelings, well done, I thought – but then again, I am a romantic at heart. The sense of the story premise, is a first love, a true love, a sense of a soul connection that takes the main characters by surprise, an unwanted surprise, at first. The teenage girl is innocent, pure, inasmuch as she had never dated, yet her feelings are so strong, despite her own reservations and concerns, concerns that are also fearful. There are interesting biblical passages, such as a hatred of witches portrayed as evil incarnate figures (a myth of course), Greek gods and goddess stories that I found interesting and quite telling as a back drop to the story. All in all, the novel is a rather contemporary Christian take on good and evil and a true love that defies both.