through its whispering leaves


“Step across the boundary and the trespass of story will begin. The forest takes a deep breath and through its whispering leaves an incipient adventure unfurls. The quest. In the lull — not the drowsy lull of a lullaby but the sotto voce of a woodland clearing, scented with story as it is with with wild garlic — this is the moment of beginning, the pause on the threshold before the journey. So many tales begin here, hard by a great forest….” Jay Griffiths

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• the copper wire was gifted to me by my brother-in-law • he used to repair diesel generators for a living • he saved me SO much scrap, you wouldn’t believe

• the lil clear beads came from a necklace i took apart for pieces • same one the bigger silver-grey beads came from

• the sorta-faceted fake pearl came from another necklace a friend gave me • so many necklaces i didn’t like, so many good beads once they’re disassembled

• i admit i bought the purple glass beads new • i hadda get necklace cord anyway

it's this big:

• this pendant is a smitch under 3″ tall

• & 1 1/2″ wide at the widest point

• the dangly bit is just about 2″ long

• if typing the phrase ‘dangly bit’ is making me laugh this hard it’s probably time to turn in for the night huh