We are here in the thick of one of the hottest summers I can remember in New York City. The world is on fire in most other ways, too…

A week of sticky heat has finally given way to one breezy day of respite. The garden grows by leaps and bounds as we slide past the year’s longest day.

Rose season begins again. Long the inspiration for so much of my work, this time of year brings with it a very special magic.

The month of cherry blossoms. Harvested just before the buds are fully open, brined in salt, soaked in ume plum vinegar and placed carefully on trays to dry, and then packed in salt. A spring ritual for the ages…

I can hardly remember a rainier, windier March. It’s been the perfect month to release a fresh batch of the rains, a botanical perfume based on mitti attar, a co-distillation of earthen clay and sandalwood that evokes the scent of rain on earth.

This month brings with it the celebrations fo the Lunar New Year outside our studio doors in Chinatown & the Lower East Side. Flowering quince branches and bundles of colorful carnations fill the shops, as family and friends reunite for the festivities…

As I shared in a recent newsletter, I’ve felt called to spend less time in social media spaces at the moment. Definitely not swearing off of them entirely, but really wanting to put far less energy towards trying to be seen in places where the deck is very much stacked against tiny businesses like this one…

A poem for the season, a little music, and various reflections I’ve come across this month. It feels like so many of us are craving a deep sense of reconnection to the natural world, and attuning ourselves to seasonal shifts is a beautiful doorway into that practice...

So many fresh seasonal treats are arriving in the shop each day, as the weather cools and we settle into the longer nights. I invite you to cozy up with a cup of something warm and spicy and to perhaps draw a forest-scented bath…

Reveling in what remains of the slanting daylight this month in the studio and focusing in on the nurturing rituals that will hold us steady through the colder days ahead…

That end-of-summer energy has me reorganizing some of the forgotten corners of the studio. A welcome energetic refresh as we approach a new season…

The quiet days of summer have arrived. A certain stillness drapes across the city on the weekends. Thunderstorms bluster through. Soaking rain, searing heat, fireflies…