Saltwater for Blood

Are you a mountain person

or an ocean person?

Sea sprite or wood nymph?

Do you need the calm + quiet of the forest and the protection of tree giants? Or does your spirit require salt on your skin + sand between your toes?

Do you crave elevation?

To take deep + pure breaths.

Or feel the need to climb up + touch the ever-loving sky?

Does your heart sync into an ever constant rhythm with the waves under its full moon commands?

Pushed + pulled by the ebbing energy sent magnetically to earth by Luna?

Or are you like me, do you need both to feel complete?

Like you have saltwater for blood, stars in your eyes + inhale thin mountain air just to be able to be?

Fervent tide.

Foamy ocean waves.

I love the sea.

I am thankful for the sea.

And when I die,

I want to be delivered back to her loving and fierce arms.

xx

Better Late Than Never...

There are a handful of shirts making their way into the shop.
Some new, some organic cotton, some not new, but somehow never made it from the booth to online...
And there are still a few new things waiting to be photographed.

Happy October!
xx

{WILD}HARVEST

Out with the sun and the wind,

the sound of waves lapping the shore and branches full of birdsong.

Bees humming and dancing

I am immersed in a field of joe pye weed and purple loosestrife.

Open sky, open field, open ocean and a slow pace.

A day of bliss, indeed.