Everyday Magic

Not all magic needs a moon phase, a crystal grid or six uninterrupted hours and a clean kitchen.

Sometimes it’s a key tucked into your bra because your dress has no pockets. Sometimes it’s bread rising on the counter, a crown made for a six-year-old, or finding five quiet minutes in a day that has otherwise gone completely feral.

The Wayward Bramble is interested in that kind of magic — the practical, ordinary, slightly chaotic sort that makes life feel a little more ours.