my roots are coming out!

It’s now my dream to either one day sing at the Grand Ole Opry or just visit there because it’s beautiful. All this talk of The Longest Ride coming out has me missing my Southern roots but I’m not sure even I can top Melissa Benoist in boots and a cowboy hat - what a babe.

here’s something for witchsona week! although I guess it’s not so much a witchsona as a sort of visual idea of a spell for personal prosperity, but it felt appropriate anyway

that I may put down steady roots and come out of this fallow phase of my life, that i may make and grow and raise many things. also, visual metaphors aside, that i may literally obtain three fat hens and the space to take up gardening, wahaha