I am an april-born daydreamer, a quiet-talker, and rabbit-hearted girl. I'm an enthusiast of handwritten letters, secret gardens, old music boxes, overgrown cottages, forgotten journals, and all things which can collect and safekeep memories. I currently work as an early-childhood educator, and during my free time I enjoy reading poems, picking flowers, drinking tea, daydreaming, listening to orchestras, and writing about everything that I have learnt.

This is my handmade little corner of the web. Here, I often write notes about the natural world, gentleness, interconnection, optimism, astonishment, and more. If any of this sounds interesting to you, you might enjoy it too. Feel free to explore and come back whenever you wish. I hope you also consider adding the website to your bookmarks, so you may return and read the new little blossoms that will be shared in the future. Make yourself at home.



I am Currently...

✦ ‍ ‍Delighting in: The shops gradually adding Panettone back into their shelves.
✦ ‍ ‍Paying attention to: How the catmints that outlasted summer now bend to the sunlight.
✦ ‍ ‍Spending time on: Making little trinkets and decorative objects out of air-dry clay.
✦ ‍ ‍Listening to: The low-humming of the wind moving through the tall pine trees outside.
✦ ‍ ‍Indulging in: Cherry Clafouti with vanilla extract, almond extract, and blanched almonds.
✦ ‍ ‍Visiting: The new neighbourhood bakery, owned by an old lady that smells of burnt sugar.
✦ ‍ ‍Practising: The difficult art of stillness, especially when things are rushing around me.
✦ ‍ ‍Looking forward to: The first rain of autumn and that deep scent of wet earth.



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Latest Entry:

✦ ‍ ‍To Be the Moss That Grows Around the Stone
Published on 10.10.2025 · Reading Time: ≈ 03 minutes · Write me Back ✉️

The walk home is long, as it often is. The sun is a hammer on the pavement and the air is thick with the dust of weariness. I am in the world, and this world is not kind. Some people believe a gentle heart is one that has never been tested. They see tenderness as the privilege of those untouched by grief. This is a misconception of the bitter. True softness is rarely a lack of scars and often the very evidence of them. It is the product of a heart that has been broken and has chosen, again and again, to weave itself back together with threads of understanding. Gentleness is a soft resistance against the pull of hardness. Today, I choose to be like the moss: that velvet green that greets the stone as a place to begin. ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍꒰ Continue Reading (...)




✦ ‍ ‍The Garden's Changelog:

· ‍ 01.10.25: Changed the site's background and made subtle changes to the CSS.
· ‍ 01.10.25: Updated the "I am currently" section to reflect my autumnal activities.
 ✦ ‍ ‍Webrings & Communities:

· ‍ ‍The Retronaut Webring
· ‍ ‍Women of the Internet
· ‍ ‍Aromatic : Old Garden Rose
· ‍ ‍Rabbit Hearted: Blanc de Hotot




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