🧺 an announcement 🧺
I love to wear dresses. aprons, too. I fill their pockets up with rocks and herbs from the garden. I want to bake bread, have babies, sew buttons, mend socks, bring my family’s clothes outside in a great big basket and hang them on the line to dry.
but please, do not mistake my appreciation for the old ways of living for a desire to return to a time when the non-white and/or non-male population didn’t have rights.
lately I have been getting an influx of followers and/or suggested posts which look, at first, similar to me and mine… but when you look closely, they are rife with anti-choice and thinly veiled misogyny under the guise of “cottagecore” and “simple living” and all that.
I am not one of you. I would kindly ask that you please not reblog pictures of my body, my gardens, my home, or my poetry to a blog that is centered around the romanticization and glorification of oppression. this is a body that desires freedom and autonomy. these gardens nourish that body, in our home with two heads. my observations about my life are my own - I am happy to share them, but they were never meant to be statements about the way anyone else ought to live.
if you’re still reading and this doesn’t apply to you, thank you, and hi. happy you’re here!
