Wild wonders and wanders scribed in acorn ink.
Born a dryad, writing always from the branches of my oak tree. My name comes from the Middle Persian carmir (red, crimson). The color carmine (pronounced ˈkär-mən) is the deep, rich red of rubies or blood.
Appreciating the beauty in the natural world and in our own nature. Celebrating questions in spirituality. For creative seekers who are learning as they go on the spiritual path from Spiritual Advisor, Stacey Couch.
Reconnecting us with nature and our home planet for grounding, hope, inspiration and healing. Plants are my people, writing is my jam.
An escape into the wild world around us, celebrating the curious, the quiet and the overlooked. A nature diary and record of wild walks and wild swims, threaded through with folklore, feminism and an endless quest for learning.
New writing on landscape, music, books, folklore, psychedelia, the natural world and other misty magical things outside the mainstream.