Lipstick Mountains Press

A boutique publisher of Arts & Letters & Ideas

A story for everyone, all ages, but especially for Step parents and Foster parents, Grandparents, Guardians, Nurses and Teachers, and those who tend to our Children when we cannot be there.

“Ah, family...” laughed Spider, as she spun her web into a dream catcher. “You know, offspring aren’t always what they’re cracked up to be. And I should know. I’ve had about a million of them, scattered all over. ‘Skitter by,’ I say to them. ‘Bring all the spider-lings.’ I know, I know, they’re busy weaving their own webs and propagating attics and cellars, corners and crevices. I understand. I do. Well, on most days I do.”

After Annika Medicine Woman, fed, washed, kissed, and tucked all the small village children into their beds, she walked along the shore of the river for the better part of an hour, watching the sea and the stars. She prayed that Great Spirit Universe might show her something amazing in the universe. A shooting star? Perhaps a Mermaid? On this cold winter night, at full moon, Annika eyed a tiny white polar bear sitting on thin ice on the other side of the river.

At the end of the day, whether blending families or weaving coalitions in communities, or even just bringing home a polar bear, it takes a pure heart, keen intuition, and a dream catcher. Then it takes humility, courage, compassion, and vision.
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