Hi, my name is Jellybean Reds. I’ve been creating my world for a while now, and it has come to my attention that, perhaps, I should explai..
don’t always know
where they will go
or how they will get there
the wind i..
Transformation precedes the dream
I still remember the day when a hungry caterpillar inched its way across the top of my Creation Book.
My sister Poppy and I were sittin..
Dream in the Moonlight
Soar in the Light of the Sun
Happiness is like an elusive butterfly. It is dreamt about, pursued, but rarely captured. Perhaps this is because, too often, people think..
Don’t sing someone else’s song
or the one
you learned growing up
or the one
you memorized in school
Discover the song..
Celebrations and me have an awkward relationship. Thanksgiving, Winter Wish, Shamrock Day, I can get into. Mostly because the centerpiece ..
I love birds; they remind me of my sister Poppy. The Gypsy Grove where we spent our early childhood exploring all things natural and magic..
Sand was everywhere. It was in our shoes. It piled up around the chair legs. It formed dunes on the tabletop between the wine glasses and ..
My room is bathed in a supernatural glow. It is the night of the full moon. To celebrate I have conjured a moonlit scene outside my window..
It’s a gorgeous spring day in the Gypsy Grove and I’m flipping through the pages of my Creation Book. Being Magical in nature, my Creation..
I’ve mentioned my mom several times so far, but I’ve really never written much about her and what she was really like.
Both of my paren..
The owls were hooting their haunting enchantment as my sister and I slipped from our room. The moon was new and, as was part of the Travel..
You may have noticed that I design a lot of peace signs. Over the years I have made peace signs not only my personal emblem but a main tra..
Spring is a time for growing.
Spring is a time for becoming.
It’s time to turn the moody meditation of winter into the vibrant flour..
You know you’ve been dreaming about this day for weeks…here it is!
May your spring season be filled with endless blossoms, many buzzing..
We all get a little lost sometimes. It happens to the best of us. I still remember one Shamrock Day when we were visiting our home that wa..
Those who have read my Shamrocks and Rainbows dispatch know that my sister, Poppy, and I utilized the power of a rainbow to get a little, ..
March in Cratersville was always a grab-bag weather-wise. One day, it could be sunny and hot. Another day, it could be bitterly cold and w..
Spring has sprung. And it’s time to celebrate!
When I was growing up, Carnival Day was one of four carnival-themed days during the year..
At first, I tried to hide them. Then, I tried to make them at the last minute, hoping they wouldn’t be found. I even tried to bake them at..
It was mid January. And, according to my calendar it was only a few days away from National Hugging Day.
Of course, we didn’t have an o..
Before I begin, I should let you know that I don’t have no truck with magic of any kind—at least not if I can help it. I’m not saying that..
I love rainbows. They represent so many things for me.
For one, they represent that each color—though they can shine by themselves—glow..
Happy Groundhog Day! The day when gobs of otherwise sane people gather in the cold, awaiting that magical moment when a quaintly garbed ge..