Where Violets Grow
From the Forest's Edge
It was during a spring morel hunt that the stillness found me—beneath a canopy of waking trees, I stepped into a forgotten place.
A veterans' cemetery, long untouched, lay nestled between stone walls. Daffodils and violets bloomed across the moss-covered graves. This blend was born from that moment.
Where Violets Grow is a tribute to memory, to those who came before, and to the earth that holds their stories.
The Scent
~~ ~~ Kept.~~ ~~ Bloomed.~~ ~~ Remembered.~~ ~~
The violets remember. Beneath a weathered stone marked 1825, wild violets bloom each spring, quiet witnesses to history, love, and the passage of time.
~~ Bloomed. ~~ Held. ~~ Remembered. ~~
Hand-pressed violets and daffodils from the from the pages of my vintage botanical books, picked from the stillroom garden here at the farm.
~~ ~~ Gathered. ~~ ~~ Dried. ~~ ~~ Infused. ~~ ~~
Drying in the stillroom.These daffodils were gathered from the garden and ground by hand into the limited-edition dusting powder. Each petal carries the scent and memory of early spring.
Field Notes – Violet No. 1
Collected from the edge of an old stone wall, Spring 2025.
Pressed between the pages of a well-loved herb reference book, this violet was one of the first to bloom near a forgotten veterans cemetery. Its petals carry the memory of that quiet place, sunlight on moss, birdsong through the trees, and time-worn granite etched with history.
Each card is part of a hand-numbered set of twelve, featuring a real flower from that May morning, sealed with care and held with floral washi.
These are more than botanical keepsakes—they are small field records of the world around us. Held in your hands, they mark a place, a season, a moment.
Please Keep This Card
This isn’t a sales insert or something made to be tossed. It’s meant to be kept, displayed, or tucked into your journal—a reminder that small things matter.
Each card was made by hand with a real flower, gathered here on the farm. The back may be blank so you can write your own memory, use it as a bookmark, or tuck it into a quiet corner of your home.
It’s a gesture of slowness, beauty, and belonging.
A Daily Ritual – Dusting Powder & Stillness
Using dusting powder is a small act of care—a pause. Shake a little into your palm or onto a soft cloth. Let it fall across your shoulders, your chest, your collarbones.
Inhale slowly. Feel the coolness on your skin. Let it become a daily ritual of grounding, a moment to reconnect with your body and breath.
This powder was made for that quiet in-between time.
The Violet Alchemy – How It's Made
The petals are dried slowly, then ground by hand in my mortar—a little at a time, until the texture is soft and fine. They’re sifted, then ground again. Over and over, until the powder takes on the feel of silk.
After that, I let the blend rest with fresh petals, a bit of moss, and our infused oils. It sits for days, drawing in scent the old way—through time and stillness.
Like all of our powders, Where Violets Grow is made in small batches. I don’t rush the process, and the powder isn’t ready until it tells me it is.
That’s why some orders take a few days longer than what’s considered “normal” these days. But I believe in doing things with care, and that’s the difference you’ll feel.
