Is it dusk? Or is it dawn? Perhaps, it’s neither. & here are the dream-catchers; guardian angels of a different vein. The botanical darling takes on grim duties, and responds to messages and calls coming thru her magic mirror. A white ghostly spirit soothes and a hungry-eyed vulture at the ready. The heat of the summer puts us under its spell. The clean up party will be there, after the after party.