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I am inspired by all that is wild & feral: Owls rising silently into the cold night sky at twilight, damp misty woods dripping into lush ferns & carpets of moss, fields of golden grass moving like waves in the ocean, the quickening of my pulse as the moon rises, your wild & feral soul. I weave the facets of myself into my work: artist, biologist, Priestess, wanderer. I hope to share with you a touch of the wild & magic. May you hear the call of the forest & step off the path into the wild unknown…
FERAL PRIESTESS | Tis the season for roses…
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Tis the season for roses…

rose & rosemary

Tis the season for roses…

rose basket

Rose drying

rose cordial

 

rose & rosemary

 

Rose necklace

 

 

Roses are prolific in my garden right now, voluptuous and spilling out over fences, peeking through rosemary bushes and crowning the lemon verbena.  I have a gorgeous perfume rose that came from a local perfume farm covered in fuchsia blossoms.  I love to dry them and sneak them into dishes all year long – a scoop in my homemade granola, a tablespoon into cookies, a handful into my cordials – kitchen witch magic, sprinkling in fragrant love .  I was reminded of a rose bud necklace my mom had for decades hanging in her bathroom.  It’s inspired me to play with the idea of my own version of a rosebud collar necklace.  More to come on this soon if it dries well…

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