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Lake Politics

Spring has certainly sprung here in Southern Va. Flowers are blooming, and life is everywhere. I walked down to the lake the other day, and who did I see but Sir Griswold and Manfreedy. Sir Griswold is the goose standing there looking so suave and sophisticated. Manfreedy is, well, his man. I know; in this day and age, you’d think we’d be beyond things like having manservants. What can I say…

When Wizard Practice Goes Wrong

This is the home of a wizard; well, it was before he blew it up anyway. You see, wizards aren’t born knowing everything. They have to learn just like the rest of us. This particular wizard happened to be a recent graduate from Wizard Tech. He had excellent grades in spell rhyming but just barely squeaked by in chemical transformations. In fact, I happen to know he only passed because a squirrel friend…

A Conversation with Reginald the Snake

My family and I recently came back from a short vacation in the mountains. The house we stayed at was evidently the property of the fellow in the picture here. Every morning he slithered out of his hole at the end of the porch and settled down for a leisurely afternoon basking in the sun.  I’m sorry you can’t see him better. I just couldn’t bring myself to getting any closer. I…