March 01, 2021
Winters in Vermont are long, and spring is always welcomed with a feeling of celebration. When I was a child, we had all sorts of rituals around the arrival of spring, my favorite of which was hunting for signs of spring. My mother and I would put on our boots and go find sheltered spots on the south side of the house in the warm March sun, turn over the last piles of snow, and layers of dead leaves, and probe the ground with dirty fingers, hunting for the first green shoots. We would watch the ice recede on the pond, and go look around the edges for tadpoles and salamanders. And when the snow melted enough in the woods, we would walk to the little waterfall on our property, and watch and listen to the roaring water, high with snowmelt, and drink in the deep, woodsy scent of the forest waking up.
With no travel, and little social interaction, the isolation felt a little like what I remember from Laura Ingalls WIlder’s books of winter in a bygone time. (With the addition of electricity and the internet, which was of course a huge lifeline!)
But days were longer and slower than usual, and we spent many hours together as a family, cooking, and building fires inside and out, playing with the dog, and moving snow from here to there, as you do up here in New England.
So this year I am also more excited for spring than I ever remember being. And I had an almost visceral compulsion to bring spring to life early with my own two hands.
It is filled with designs inspired by cracking and melting ice, spring leaves, insect wings, feathers, deep clear rivers, and of course, the sun!
And as always every piece of this collection has been designed and handcrafted by me in my Southern Vermont studio, which is now available in its entirety on my website.
July 13, 2020