🍂 Rooted in the Dark: An October Reflection
I wanted to jump on here before sharing November’s journal post — partly to pause, partly to catch my breath, and partly because it feels right to share what’s been stirring lately.
Garden Notes: August
August in the English garden is a time of pause and plenty. The air feels full—rich with the hum of bees, the scent of lavender warming in the sun, and the rustle of leaves as the breeze shifts gently through them. The days stretch out with generous light, inviting us to linger outdoors longer, to take slow breaths and notice how alive everything is.
If Our Skin Could Talk... A Summer Letter From Your Body (And The Wild Remedy)
If our skin could talk, here’s what it would say...
“Please stop feeding me unpronounceable ingredients. I’m not a chemistry experiment.”

