Beyond the Raspberry Bushes: Scarecrow of Crawdad CreekNow Available | April 6, 2026
- Tibbi Ann Hardix
- Apr 22
- 2 min read
The land remembers. The quiet isn’t empty.

Some stories don’t begin on paper.They begin in places you’ve already been.
This one started a long time ago—somewhere between childhood summers, warm dirt under bare feet, and the kind of silence that never really felt empty.

🌾 A Story Rooted in Memory
Beyond the Raspberry Bushes: Scarecrow of Crawdad Creek follows eight-year-old Taylor Mae Dayton during the summer of 1992, on her grandmother’s small farm in Brakesville.
Her days are simple—tending raspberry bushes, working the land, staying close to home.
Until the crows come.
And like most things in Brakesville… it starts small.
A scarecrow.Old clothes.Barn hay.And a single gold button no one can explain.
🌒 When the Quiet Changes
By nightfall, something shifts.
The wind turns dry.The air grows heavy.
And what stands out in the field is no longer just straw and thread.
It watches.It moves.
And it wants something it cannot take.
🖤 The Heart of This Story
This isn’t loud horror.
There are no sudden shocks.No easy answers.
This is the kind of story that lingers.
The kind that feels familiar if you’ve ever:
spent a summer in the hills
walked past a field just a little too quiet
or felt like something was watching… even when nothing was there
It’s about memory.About place.About the things that don’t leave when they should.
📖 Book Details
Title: Beyond the Raspberry Bushes: Scarecrow of Crawdad Creek
Author: Tibbi Ann Hardix
Format: Paperback
Length: 182 pages
Publisher: Tibbi Ann Hardix LLC
Publication Date: April 6, 2026
Dimensions: 6 x 0.49 x 9 inches
🌫️ A Note from Me
This story sat with me for years.
It lived somewhere between memory and imagination—quiet farms, raspberry bushes, and that feeling that something was always just a little… off.
It’s a short.A quiet kind of horror.
The kind that doesn’t scream… it watches.
And if you’ve ever spent a summer in the hills…you might understand it a little too well.
I think it finally turned out exactly how it was meant to.
— Tibbi Ann Hardix 🖤(Appalachian Gothic | Brakesville) 🖤 Where to Find It
If this story feels familiar to you…if it reminds you of something you can’t quite name…
You can step into it here:

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