As previously mentioned here and here, I buried a makeshift cauldron containing a reversal spell on the last day of 2016, in a sort of “hidden” area near the northwest corner of the yard. It’s got a chain-link fence around it because it was the old puppy-run, back when Charlie bred Golden Retrievers. It’s all overgrown now… We selected our Christmas tree from there & I liked the hidden, remote feeling I got.
The old plum tree is to the right of the entrance to this little corner space. It was already leaning way over, parallel to the ground, as per this very quick color sketch.
The snowpocalypse last month did the tree in, and not only did it crash down, but it squashed another tree too, effectively barricading off the bubbling, magic danger zone. How funny is that?
The highlighted area shows where the path used to lead to the gate opening.
You can’t quite tell (from my iPhone 6 photo) just how congested the area is right in front of the gate opening, so I went around the now-more-horizontal plum tree to the right.
Going underneath the plum tree really isn’t an option either. Sure if you were desperate you could get through, but it’d be a messy struggle. The two, toppled trees are enough of a deterrent to let the magic simmer undisturbed for awhile. Eventually Charlie will chop up the trees for firewood.