I may be in love with skulls, bats, and everything black, but I also I have a very deep seeded love for the mountains and all things folk. As a child we spent most of our vacations camping, which is where, I believe quite firmly, my adult spiritual beliefs began to form. When we weren’t listening to Pink Floyd or Queen, we were listening to Simon & Garfunkel or Neil Young. As a teen, my love of folk and bluegrass music sharpened with Nickel Creek, and came into full focus as an adult with Alela Diane and Mumford & Sons.
It doesn’t help either that Mountain culture fascinates me entirely. Appalachian, Pennsylvania Dutch, Ozark, it’s all fascinating. In the fairytale picture books I read as a kid, it was always the witch’s crooked cabin deep in the dark woods that intrigued me more than the large fancy castles housing the royals. I’ve long dreamed of owning my own crooked cabin hidden in the fog and trees with rows of wind chimes hanging from the porch roof. One day maybe, one day.
Until that time, I’ll just sit here and gather my perfect mountain witch wardrobe.
1930’s Feedsack Dresses
– Brown: Tea or Coffee
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