greetings.

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
she/her/hers

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."