There is still bit of wee green things to be collected, dried, and stored away. Comfrey, sage, and feverfew. Rosemary for remembrance. Maybe find a persimmon and cut open the seed to find out what the winter will hold.
Hands grow cold as you gather…or, rather, they would grow cold without your fleece fingerless gloves. Perfect for gathering the herbs, or for just sipping a bit of herbal tea while the leaves gather into drifts…a promise of the snow to come. And you know it will come; the persimmon said so.
There is truth in the Old Ways.
Size: S (see sizing guide)*
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