
The House Changes Shape
On growing up, letting go, and the rooms they leave behind
Humorous, short-ish essays and original digital botanical illustrations celebrating gardening, nature, and the strange creatures that make both possible. Equal parts horticulture, art, and gothic mischief. gremilybee.etsy.com
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On growing up, letting go, and the rooms they leave behind

A few thoughts on motivation, failure, and making things anyway

An unwilling tribute to ferns, wax seals, poisonous flowers, and glorious excess

At some point this summer, I abandoned the garden.

Nature Made a Flower, Then Gave It Knives

When I was a teenager, my mother once begged me to paint chili peppers around the border of her kitchen.

How do I mail a 16-by-20-inch piece of paper?

There is something suspicious about a plant that offers you a warm, sun-softened blackberry while simultaneously removing a strip of skin from your forearm.

The Dutch masters understood something modern life is forever trying to conceal: fruit is most interesting when it has begun to go bad.

Everything is overgrown, overdressed, and behaving as though restraint were invented by cowards.

A brief remembrance of the lavender, rosemary, and other innocent victims of my horticultural confidence.

On bulbs, buried things, suspicious rituals, and the annual return of the dead