I painted my walls to highlight my plants. Priorities.

This seems about right for a cold Saturday.

Creating small, beautiful spaces in my house. I am finally relaxing into the long term vision of living here.

The first version of any craft always feels strange. It's not perfect yet, but it's more invested than a rough draft. Beading is such a gift to me. It gives me hours of mental respite from the terrible, chaotic world

Mullein has been an extraordinary medicine in my house. Do you use any of these?

Birch tar, DYI style

A sweet summer memory. I will always choose the Bear.

A breakfast, I never thought I would be eating. A scrambled egg dupe with tofu - and yes it was fucking amazing. Black salt adds sulphur, tahini adds depth. An autoimmune disorder might make me vegan, but it won't make me bougie!

Sinking into November. It is more than the usual cycle into winter rest, it feels like moving into darkness. I know People are going to begin showing up in the night sky like stars. I will be waiting.