Sonya's Gallery

I received a request from a friend to make a magical remedy that feels like fall. I've gathered up earthy leaves and pinecones, and fresh sweet apples.

Flame is what I call my fox friend from the forest. He's as bright as an autumn leaf, and at night his fur glows in the dark. So playful and mischievous, he's a silly sweetheart and I'm glad we're friends.

Since I saw my friend Dorothy with her crow friend, I've been curious to get to know these birds better. Some nuts and seeds out on my windowsill have encouraged a few to stop by, and I think I'm coming to appreciate them more.

Fall has come to Greenwood, and I welcomed the new season by sharing a spooky story with my friends at the Hallinox festival.

Every season I enjoy making things or gathering bits of nature to decorate the cottage. To me it feels magical.

The Long Night Lantern is one of my favorite traditions here in the kingdom of Olkaria. People tell stories by its light and put it in their windows to guide travels and scare away ghoulies.

Flame and I enjoyed reading a story in the forest, with breadcrumb trails and gingerbread cottages. It's one of my favorites in the fall.

I was surprised to come across these autumn flowers. That's a rare find for this time of year. It made these yellow ones feel like a hidden treasure.

I've been spending a lot of time with Flame in the forest, trying to gather the magical Impressions of the season. I love to sit, listen to the leaves, and take in the earthy aroma.

During this season of mist and shadows, seeing my new feathered friends in the forest feels delightfully spooky.

I got up early when all was dark and still and ventured into the forest. Now at first light, I've finished my latest painting:The Hollow Tree.

The warmth of the late autumn sun is golden. I took my tea outside to bask in the radiance.

I can never pick a favorite baked goods, so why choose one when you can have both?

Ancient places like Greenwood feel full of memories; time itself seems to cast a quiet spell. It was as if the old towering trees watched us as we wandered, and I wondered what past they had seen.

The Well of the Green Sister is very old, perhaps even ancient. The light looks golden as it pours in through the dusty windows, and I wish the stone walls could tell me their stories.

Memories are a precious thing. No matter how old I get, I want to keep making new memories and sharing them with others.

With Wysolice approaching, I've been preparing gifts for friends. Knitting by the fireplace is rather comforting, and goodness, I've made so many scarves already!

The fireplace is the heart of the cottage, especially during the cold months. Its bright flame gives warmth and cheer all winter long.

I've been decorating my cottage for the Feast of Wysolice, and the snowflake garland made a lovely centerpiece for my window.

Lorenz and I exchanged gifts; I gave him one of my scarves, and goodness, he surprised me with a beautiful new journal.

Sometimes I like to make a wish on the sunrise New Year's Day. This year I wished to help more people with my Impressional Magic.

Beside the frosted window, Flame and I sit and read a faery tale about a poor shoemaker and some helpful elves.

Lorenz stopped by and asked how I was enjoying the new journal he gave me. I must admit, I think it's wonderful.

A snowstorm passed through Greenwood last night, and left a winter wonderland in its wake. I almost wish Old Man Frost would always decorate my hair with ice crystals and sparkling leaves.

Some of my favorite memories from this season so far include Flame playing in the snow, making knitted gifts, and the sheet of ice at the Well of the Green Sister.

The Wonder Remedy I crafted for the baron worked in a rather unforseen way, but all the same, he was very pleased with it. He even gave me chocolate as a special way to show his gratitude!

It snowed again, a wet sleet. And as I took shelter under the branches of a large oak, I saw a bright green moss. The season is at that fascinating in-between, where it's still winter, but the mark of spring is all around.

A little painting of something sweet. Hot chocolate is a rare and fancy treat in my humble cottage indeed.

Lorenz surprised me by inviting me out for a walk in the forest together. We talked about winter and faery tales and made a promising discovery at the Well of the Green Sister.

While Lorenz and I were out for our walk, we saw the most beautiful winter sunset. The world turned pink and lavender and gold, like the sky was pouring out its paints upon the canvas of snow.

Try to find a little magic in every day, in the slowly swirling clouds or a butterflies wings. Life can be hard or fly by so fast. It's good to stop and enjoy those moments of wonder.