as the goldenrod and astor dance in the autumn breeze..
as the plants pull their energy back to their roots.. as the scent of dried rose, mugwort and fire swirl around. We call all of our energy back to us to deeply root & dream & rest. To take stock of our harvest from the seeds that we loving planted in spring time. This collection is a love letter of late summer. An echo filled with the language of wild weeds, barks, roots, flowers, minerals, clay, and the song of Gaia. Holding the intention of rooting, of pleasure, of sinking into your bones. It is my immense pleasure to share these co-creations with you all.