What is your connection to the woods? For me, it's mud-caked wellington boots after long walks through the English countryside, the earth damp and wormy and stamped with leaves, littered with plump chestnuts.
It's hushed journeys into Floridian woods, heart racing at the thought of alligator eyes watching from still, green water, everything painted with the dusty finish of sunlight filtered through Spanish moss.
It's the thick mist and springy moss of the Pacific Northwest, and towering.
Alina A. Koldin Bracken: an anthology from the first five issues, paperback/charlotte d'huart
