This post will not do this lovely stay justice. At all. But I just wanted to share a teeny slice of some of my favorite details of a place I’ve been visiting for 8 years for teas and dinners, but this time I stayed for a few peaceful nights as well. For me, it was… Continue reading Details; a stay at Gregan’s Castle Hotel
Thank you all for your patience while I post the shop into a delayed shipping atmosphere. Shipping has now resumed. However, there’s still time to order between now and the 6th. Orders placed by the 6th of October will go out the same or next day. Orders placed on the 7th-22nd will be shipped out… Continue reading Shipping Good to Go!
I knew it was the right time of year. I knew we were getting enough rain. More than enough really. I knew to be patient. I knew to look near and under pine trees. And then I found them. Cortinarius semisanguineus will yield deep earthy reds when cooked in hot water with wool and silk… Continue reading Dye Hunting; finding the red mushrooms
It’s 2am and I have finally reached the end point of gathering all the data, inserting all the things, shaking my fists, swearing up a storm, jumping with glee, almost giving up, hitting brick wall after brick wall… but I finally reached the finish line. And just in time. I set this sort of arbitrary… Continue reading Shop’s Open!
It’s been a YEAR. My studio has become dusty and filled with items that do not belong there. Like legos. And someone else’s banana peels. I’ve been going through some major self awareness stuff and it’s just taken a lot out of me. I am not one to share struggles, or anything that is hard… Continue reading Autistic Rising
Remaking Bark Bark for R Our son has always loved dogs. He has a healthy collection of dogs that mostly have come from others as gifts. But there is one in particular that has a very, very long past. And it belonged to his father. And it’s seen better days. It’s been sewed up so… Continue reading The Reincarnation of BarkBark.
I don’t know about you, but I find myself still wondering when we can get back to normal. And it doesn’t matter how much I hear and read that there never will be a going back to normal, not all of me can adjust to that reality. I don’t want to. I mean, who DOES… Continue reading Creating Space
I’m constantly asking myself this. The world is in a holding pattern. At times I do lament how things were. But then I’m quickly reminded of all that is still intact AND sacred in my life. And I’m then reminded that change is fine. It’s good even. It’s ok. The kids haven’t been in school… Continue reading What next?
That’s all I do. The end. Ok, that’s not the end. My mask creations have all been donated to medical workers, nursing homes, my island neighbors. My favorite part about making these is using up scraps of fabric I’ve had for ages. And I get to release the tension of the day of not feeling… Continue reading Mothering and Mask Making
I recently saw an article about botanical artists being a dyeing breed. I say "saw" because I skimmed it. It made me both sad, ache, & wonder all at once. But especially wonder because I've been so drawn to botanicals for most of my life. I paint them and I practice the ancient art of… Continue reading A Day with Glass Flowers