Whispers in the hallow
As the Hallow slips into its late autumn hush and Thanksgiving draws near, I’ve been gathering a handful of small wonders to share with you. From a frog who encourages us to rest, vanilla pudding for the soul and wisdom the forest holds. This week is full of comforts for tired hearts, meant to help you connect, slow down and breathe deep. To remember we are all worth tending to.
Whispers in the hallow
This Whispers of the Hallow edition is my first entry.
The forest feels different now, quieter somehow. Candles glow in windowpanes, as the scent of baked apple pies carries through the trees. Between the hush of falling leaves and the crackle of the hearth, I can almost hear the old stories stirring up once again.
Little Red