My Pan Flute Brings All the Faye to the Yard

Cooking down a huge pot of Rowan berries (or more familiarly known to most Americans as Mountain Ash) for the first phase of a big new batch of base mix that will be mixed into each batch of Pan’s Nightshade Truffle filling. My childhood bedroom was on the second floor looking out onto the backyard. My particular window next to my bed saw right into the heart of a magnificently huge and overgrown Rowan tree. I spent many hours laying on my bed watching birds hop about and in their nests and squirrels chasing each other through the branches deep inside that tree. The entire garden I now reflect back and see was a non intentional Faye garden. Ancestors silently guiding a previous homeowner and then my mother with what to plant and how to care for it all. My mother ( and my childhood) was marked profoundly by her own mental illness and as I get older I am grateful to be able to pick out and find more of the beauty that was not only tucked into it but that also courses through my veins as those same ancestors reach out to tell me that we are indeed people of the Faye. 🐝🦢