Iโve been collecting words like breadcrumbs back to myself for many years over thousands of miles, from mossy woods to the desert and back. I try to sit long enough to catch whispers on the wind.
Just a wandering nomad mama noticing the world.
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Whatever's on my mind that makes it to the page. Usually, Nature is involved. ๐ฟ
Perspectives of an animist herbalist, poet, and priest on things new and old, human and wild