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…
Spring has arrived and the herb garden is bursting with life and the scent of warmer days to come. We’ve been blessed with a late bounty of rain here in northern California and my feathered land-mates are loving every drop.