Dzunukwa
@dzunukwa.bsky.social
Dzunukwa | Basket Ogress
🌲 Wild woman of the woods | 👹 Haunter of dreams
🧺 Collector of naughty children | 💨 Voice like wind through cedar
🖤 Keeper of secrets | 👣 Big footsteps, bigger energy
📍Hiding in plain sight | #ForestGlam #MythicRealness
🌲 Wild woman of the woods | 👹 Haunter of dreams
🧺 Collector of naughty children | 💨 Voice like wind through cedar
🖤 Keeper of secrets | 👣 Big footsteps, bigger energy
📍Hiding in plain sight | #ForestGlam #MythicRealness
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Dzunukwa
@dzunukwa.bsky.social
· Apr 11
If you hear my call, it’s already too late.
Stay wild. Stay wary. And mind the edge of the woods.
🧺🖤 #BasketOgress #ChildCollector #ForestKnows
Stay wild. Stay wary. And mind the edge of the woods.
🧺🖤 #BasketOgress #ChildCollector #ForestKnows
*unwrapping the sad egg cheese muffin from the gas station and mumbling to myself*
"You made your breakfast. Now lie in it."
"You made your breakfast. Now lie in it."
June 8, 2025 at 10:01 PM
*unwrapping the sad egg cheese muffin from the gas station and mumbling to myself*
"You made your breakfast. Now lie in it."
"You made your breakfast. Now lie in it."
If you're going to a psychic can you ask her what my sleep number is?
June 7, 2025 at 8:52 PM
If you're going to a psychic can you ask her what my sleep number is?
*browsing new bathroom fixtures online*
"Pick a good one. You know we spend a third of our lives on the toilet."
"Pick a good one. You know we spend a third of our lives on the toilet."
June 5, 2025 at 2:13 PM
*browsing new bathroom fixtures online*
"Pick a good one. You know we spend a third of our lives on the toilet."
"Pick a good one. You know we spend a third of our lives on the toilet."
Beneath green boughs the waters glide,
With not a rush, nor need for pride.
They take the long way, soft and slow,
And always find the way to go.
💧🌿🍃 #WitchsPath
With not a rush, nor need for pride.
They take the long way, soft and slow,
And always find the way to go.
💧🌿🍃 #WitchsPath
June 3, 2025 at 7:10 PM
Beneath green boughs the waters glide,
With not a rush, nor need for pride.
They take the long way, soft and slow,
And always find the way to go.
💧🌿🍃 #WitchsPath
With not a rush, nor need for pride.
They take the long way, soft and slow,
And always find the way to go.
💧🌿🍃 #WitchsPath
can we get on with this horse and puppy show??
June 3, 2025 at 1:32 PM
can we get on with this horse and puppy show??
Snacks are like prophecies. fleeting, devoured, and soon doubted they ever existed.
*brushes crumbs off my shirt*
*brushes crumbs off my shirt*
June 3, 2025 at 1:00 PM
Snacks are like prophecies. fleeting, devoured, and soon doubted they ever existed.
*brushes crumbs off my shirt*
*brushes crumbs off my shirt*
If I was a soup I'd be Hot 'n Sour.
May 13, 2025 at 1:56 PM
If I was a soup I'd be Hot 'n Sour.
Reposted by Dzunukwa
Gotta say I’m not really digging this La Croix: Clam
May 12, 2025 at 3:52 PM
Gotta say I’m not really digging this La Croix: Clam
If the world wants decorum, it can go bark at a stump.
Catch me being timeless and mildly unhinged.
Catch me being timeless and mildly unhinged.
May 12, 2025 at 2:30 PM
If the world wants decorum, it can go bark at a stump.
Catch me being timeless and mildly unhinged.
Catch me being timeless and mildly unhinged.
📅 #ForageFriday
Today’s bounty: salmonberry shoots, nettle tips, and one perfectly round stone that hummed when I picked it up. I put it back. 🌱🧤🔮
Walk soft, speak sweet, and never whistle in the dark. If a rock hums, don’t pocket it, just listen.
Today’s bounty: salmonberry shoots, nettle tips, and one perfectly round stone that hummed when I picked it up. I put it back. 🌱🧤🔮
Walk soft, speak sweet, and never whistle in the dark. If a rock hums, don’t pocket it, just listen.
April 18, 2025 at 4:49 PM
📅 #ForageFriday
Today’s bounty: salmonberry shoots, nettle tips, and one perfectly round stone that hummed when I picked it up. I put it back. 🌱🧤🔮
Walk soft, speak sweet, and never whistle in the dark. If a rock hums, don’t pocket it, just listen.
Today’s bounty: salmonberry shoots, nettle tips, and one perfectly round stone that hummed when I picked it up. I put it back. 🌱🧤🔮
Walk soft, speak sweet, and never whistle in the dark. If a rock hums, don’t pocket it, just listen.
A root-bound door where secrets sleep,
Where beetles knock and mosses creep.
A threshold carved for kin unseen,
The forest’s hush, the in-between.
Where beetles knock and mosses creep.
A threshold carved for kin unseen,
The forest’s hush, the in-between.
April 17, 2025 at 12:32 AM
A root-bound door where secrets sleep,
Where beetles knock and mosses creep.
A threshold carved for kin unseen,
The forest’s hush, the in-between.
Where beetles knock and mosses creep.
A threshold carved for kin unseen,
The forest’s hush, the in-between.
seasonal allergy sufferers, may I recommend my favorite spring breakfast delight? I call it Eggs Benadryl
April 15, 2025 at 4:15 PM
seasonal allergy sufferers, may I recommend my favorite spring breakfast delight? I call it Eggs Benadryl
Today, walk like the cryptid you are.
Seen only by those meant to witness you.
Feared by the unready.
Loved by the strange.
You are not lost—you are unfound.
Let your power stay whispered, your path overgrown, your hunger sacred.
You don’t need proof. You are the legend. 🌲👣🌫️
Seen only by those meant to witness you.
Feared by the unready.
Loved by the strange.
You are not lost—you are unfound.
Let your power stay whispered, your path overgrown, your hunger sacred.
You don’t need proof. You are the legend. 🌲👣🌫️
April 15, 2025 at 1:48 PM
Today, walk like the cryptid you are.
Seen only by those meant to witness you.
Feared by the unready.
Loved by the strange.
You are not lost—you are unfound.
Let your power stay whispered, your path overgrown, your hunger sacred.
You don’t need proof. You are the legend. 🌲👣🌫️
Seen only by those meant to witness you.
Feared by the unready.
Loved by the strange.
You are not lost—you are unfound.
Let your power stay whispered, your path overgrown, your hunger sacred.
You don’t need proof. You are the legend. 🌲👣🌫️
The rain has loosed its grip—not vanished, no, never that—but softened into something kinder.
Now the light comes in like a guest who’s finally ready to stay awhile.
Skunk cabbage, salmonberry, trillium—waking, stretching, singing.
The woods don’t shout their joy. They hum it.
Now the light comes in like a guest who’s finally ready to stay awhile.
Skunk cabbage, salmonberry, trillium—waking, stretching, singing.
The woods don’t shout their joy. They hum it.
April 14, 2025 at 11:24 PM
The rain has loosed its grip—not vanished, no, never that—but softened into something kinder.
Now the light comes in like a guest who’s finally ready to stay awhile.
Skunk cabbage, salmonberry, trillium—waking, stretching, singing.
The woods don’t shout their joy. They hum it.
Now the light comes in like a guest who’s finally ready to stay awhile.
Skunk cabbage, salmonberry, trillium—waking, stretching, singing.
The woods don’t shout their joy. They hum it.
On Palm Sunday in sunny Palm Springs,
They brunch with martinis and wings.
In sandals and shades,
They organize a parade,
Of fabulous blasphemous Kings.
They brunch with martinis and wings.
In sandals and shades,
They organize a parade,
Of fabulous blasphemous Kings.
April 13, 2025 at 6:27 PM
On Palm Sunday in sunny Palm Springs,
They brunch with martinis and wings.
In sandals and shades,
They organize a parade,
Of fabulous blasphemous Kings.
They brunch with martinis and wings.
In sandals and shades,
They organize a parade,
Of fabulous blasphemous Kings.
In a dappled room of moss and bark
Amongst countless living things
A craftsman of left their simple mark
To dream of the wonder it brings
Amongst countless living things
A craftsman of left their simple mark
To dream of the wonder it brings
April 12, 2025 at 9:55 PM
In a dappled room of moss and bark
Amongst countless living things
A craftsman of left their simple mark
To dream of the wonder it brings
Amongst countless living things
A craftsman of left their simple mark
To dream of the wonder it brings
OnlyFans but it’s just me slowly brushing moss out of my hair while telling folktales no one asked for.
April 12, 2025 at 9:36 PM
OnlyFans but it’s just me slowly brushing moss out of my hair while telling folktales no one asked for.
Who up Powerpuffin' they Girls?
Who up Mackin’ they Gyver?
April 12, 2025 at 9:07 PM
Who up Powerpuffin' they Girls?
yeah, I'm totally into fitness. Fittin'is little brat into my basket. 👶🧺
April 12, 2025 at 7:29 PM
yeah, I'm totally into fitness. Fittin'is little brat into my basket. 👶🧺
feeling more enlightened than a Buddhist with an Etch-a-sketch
April 12, 2025 at 1:59 PM
feeling more enlightened than a Buddhist with an Etch-a-sketch
Have you ever been at that point in your life where you just know, deep inside, you'd definitely sell Brittny Spears' hair to the paparazzi?
April 11, 2025 at 10:38 PM
Have you ever been at that point in your life where you just know, deep inside, you'd definitely sell Brittny Spears' hair to the paparazzi?
📅 #ForageFriday
Today’s finds:
– Nettle tips
– Morels
– one campground gremlin named Brayden who thought throwing juice boxes in the creek was “funny” 🧺
#BasketOgressEats
Today’s finds:
– Nettle tips
– Morels
– one campground gremlin named Brayden who thought throwing juice boxes in the creek was “funny” 🧺
#BasketOgressEats
April 11, 2025 at 7:01 PM
📅 #ForageFriday
Today’s finds:
– Nettle tips
– Morels
– one campground gremlin named Brayden who thought throwing juice boxes in the creek was “funny” 🧺
#BasketOgressEats
Today’s finds:
– Nettle tips
– Morels
– one campground gremlin named Brayden who thought throwing juice boxes in the creek was “funny” 🧺
#BasketOgressEats
me: just vibin in the woods
also me: kidnaps one disrespectful child
🧺✨ self-care looks different for everyone
#OgressLife #NotYourWoodlandNanny
also me: kidnaps one disrespectful child
🧺✨ self-care looks different for everyone
#OgressLife #NotYourWoodlandNanny
April 11, 2025 at 4:53 PM
me: just vibin in the woods
also me: kidnaps one disrespectful child
🧺✨ self-care looks different for everyone
#OgressLife #NotYourWoodlandNanny
also me: kidnaps one disrespectful child
🧺✨ self-care looks different for everyone
#OgressLife #NotYourWoodlandNanny
If you hear my call, it’s already too late.
Stay wild. Stay wary. And mind the edge of the woods.
🧺🖤 #BasketOgress #ChildCollector #ForestKnows
Stay wild. Stay wary. And mind the edge of the woods.
🧺🖤 #BasketOgress #ChildCollector #ForestKnows
April 11, 2025 at 4:50 PM
If you hear my call, it’s already too late.
Stay wild. Stay wary. And mind the edge of the woods.
🧺🖤 #BasketOgress #ChildCollector #ForestKnows
Stay wild. Stay wary. And mind the edge of the woods.
🧺🖤 #BasketOgress #ChildCollector #ForestKnows