Botanical Perfume & Imaginarium

This seems the only sensible thing to do at this point. I will learn to make dandelion wine from it’s golden petals purified by bog water and sunshine. I will tincture the subtle power of violets and offer it to the moon with songs of the strange. Perhaps I will finally learn from the faeries how to survive by hovering delicately above the blossoms whilst absorbing their scent as food. Thereby never having to harm a single blossom… My first forays have included civilized g

After all, sunshine, bright crisp air, steaming hot peppermint tea laced thick with honey, and exploring mysterious bogs are still advised, are they not? We went to the bog to dream. We knew glorious creatures hid under the spring half ice and green. Lurking in the water weeds just under the mosses. Fae and feral things who cast visions sometimes shadow or light. But always true. We knew because we could feel them buzzing. And hear the pleasing sounds of water lapping on

“Just living is not enough," said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.”  ~  Hans Christian Anderson ~Here and There and Back Again~ In Which We Explore My Being Butterfly & You Being Butterfly, Butterfly Medicine & Faerie Magic,  A New Perfume, and Maryland Are You My Butterfly Buddy? Do you suffer from “Shiny Object Syndrome?” Do all the glittering things find you landing lightly, following multiple passions, exploring and traveling? You may

Sprawled under the hydrangea bushes.  Late spring only, but the heat says otherwise, sayin’ summer already.  There is Lulu, reflecting momentarily on the turn of event.  The event?   Gettin’ with your gnomies…  At the Maryland Faerie Festival. Thoughts and images flood…  Remembrances…  Treasures… First, to commune with the faeries tenting is key…  For in the tent you hear the faerie wild rites surging and glittery faerie glam seeps through the zippy fabric into dreams. New Gn

The Etsy store is open It feels like my perfume creations are little faeries that grew up and are out making their way in this world, sprinkling enchantment and wonder wherever they flitter! Please visit the shop at: verdantfaerie on Etsy I also had a lovely little launch at a Women’s Healing Hour where three different healers told me there was a lot of energy around my 6th chakra and nose area.  And this was before they knew I was the perfumer! Here are some pics from the ev

Samhain Faerie Court Brew a witches witchy brew Sing a wizards wildy tune Don’t hold tight or try to fight Just let yourself be wild tonight. ~ Doreen Stelton On Samhain, or Halloween,  during the transition into the dark time of winter, the veils between our waking “real” world and that other world, including the faerie world are at their thinnest making it all the more possible to connect with ancestors and the faerie realm.  It’s traditionally a time to let go and venture

Singing Soul in Yellow and Green Yellow singing faerie joy Light inside and bright employ The summer’s song all in your heart Makes loss or sadness fast depart. ~ Doreen Stelton There is such a feeling by late August.  Creamy and bright.  The excitement of the spring blooms have mellowed and the verdancy of summer is familiarly sweet.  Cicadas, crickets, and birds serenade.  Even when feeling the slightest bit low, just lie on the beautiful earth and listen and breathe.  Soa

Pixie Led Thumb Pixie (looking like Salvador Dali) Clown Pixie Children born of fairy stock Never need for shirt or frock, Never want for food or fire, Always get their hearts desire: Jingle pockets full of gold, Marry when they're seven years old. Every fairy child may keep Two ponies and ten sheep; All have houses, each his own, Built of brick or granite stone; They live on cherries, they run wild-- I'd love to be a Fairy's child. -Robert Graves Goode Reader, take upon thy