Hawthorn Grandmother
As the seasons shift, the crone who lives near the forest pond gathers her wool shawl around her shoulders and quietly keeps watch…
Her heart is filled with Hawthorn leaves, flowers, and berries - plant kin for protection, boundaries, grief support, and navigating liminal places.
Her shawl is made of recycled wool that was hand-dyed with marigolds.
She is a potent companion for threshold moments, an elder guide for those seeking the doorway to the Otherworld.
She’ll be available on my offerings page soon…
