🍂 Welcome to Juniper Season 🍂
As August exhales its final golden breath and the first whispers of autumn stir in the hedgerows, Juniper Season begins—not just as a time of transition, but as a way of being. I’ve been out in the wilds, camera in hand, heart wide open. Wandering through moss-draped woods, listening to the hush between birdsong, and chasing the light as it slants through amber leaves. Every step is a lesson. Every photograph a meditation. I’m not just observing—I’m absorbing. Living. Learning. Letting nature write its stories into me so I can write them back out into the world.
This season is my creative crucible. The quiet magic of the landscape fuels my work as a Paracognitive Theorist, yes—but also as a storyteller, a dreamer, a Juniper. I gather moments like fallen acorns, knowing they’ll sprout into something meaningful when the time is right.
And now, something new has bloomed from this love of autumn: Grimmleys.
🎃 Introducing Grimmleys 🎃 Grimmleys is my playful, peculiar corner of the creative universe—a place where the veil between intellect and imagination thins. It’s where I celebrate the whimsical, the spooky, the nostalgic pulse of Halloween that first made my heart race as a child. Think haunted curiosities, eerie delights, and the kind of fun that makes you feel twelve again, wide-eyed and wonderstruck.
Grimmleys is proof that you can be a serious Juniper, deeply rooted in theory and thought, and still dance with skeletons under a harvest moon. It’s for those of us who find joy in the strange, who laugh in the dark, who remember what it felt like to fall in love with mystery.
So as the season turns, know that I’m out there—living it, loving it, and creating from it. Juniper Season is here. And Grimmleys is open.
The links to Grimmleys will be added once the sites are up and posted. Goal is on or before the Autumn Equinox.
