my name is holly rose.
i accept the name 'lark', as well, but no-one ever calls me that -- it makes no difference

the first to ever rear my head, i tend to make myself scarce, a flickering presence on the edge of the psyche, like the flame of a candle. though i don't check in often, i love to be present, and enjoy to be productive and spend time being alive.

i am a lantern-bearer, a firefly of the woods, who prefers nature and the creatures therein. i have an affinity for insects, and a penchant for lighting candles. i like to dress myself in layers of draped clothing and warm fabrics. i don't consume much media these days, but i have a fondness for Over the Garden Wall and the Moomin franchise.

i once had an altar, but it's gone now. perhaps one day it will come back, when more space has been made. i will show you if it does.

i favor the sun, i thrive in the winter, and i've been tentatively assigned white-- not a color i associate with too much, but the closest fitting of the four, the color of light and snow.

i like lots of teas, but this time i will take a hot spiced chai. i'm fond of warm flavors.

thank you for visiting. may you be well always. i'll be waiting.

holly rose
sunlit ephemeral insect
born 12.01.2014

For the shade of the tree,
for the hum of the breeze,
for the beetles overwintering
in the brush of the leaves.

"This is for you."