I have been consuming last blooms and every stitch of cloth. It feels very nostalgic to start my day with unbundling yesterdays work with leaves I collected last Autumn mingled with late summer freshies. early evenings into the night I sit with the fire, the moon and thoughts of where my path is being directed. and potions..... I found this photo from 5 years ago of a copper and iron mordant jar starters. When I moved from half to main the jars came with. Although I have topped off with fresh liquids, it feels like I'm bring all of the beginnings into the present. I confessed to a friend my palettes range dismal to foreboding compared to a rainbow, but for me there is no substitute for the experience, for the magic, for the present.
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