If you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer…
If you’re a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
This is not a personal journal; I have one of those and prefer to keep it locked up tight. My deepest, darkest feelings will probably not be making an appearance here. It is, however, a pretty thorough blueprint of my heart. My little home on the web, crammed full of curiosities and knick-knacks and treasures collected over a lifetime of wandering the wild hidden places of the world. Part personal record-keeping, part book reviews, part inspiration and beautiful things. As positive a space as I can make it.
Come walk my faerie path with me.